Chapter 299: Chapter 299: Escape Plan
Adrian Quincy’s cold eyes narrowed. "From now on, don’t touch any other man."
"Then I won’t touch you either. How’s that!"
’This guy is completely unreasonable!!’
Adrian Quincy suddenly shot out an arm, pulling her domineeringly into his embrace. "I’m the exception."
"..." ’Heh. What was there to say?’
Just as Adrian Quincy was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang.
The caller ID read: Mother.
Adrian Quincy answered the call, his expression calm and collected. "Mother."
Mrs. Quincy’s hysterical wails immediately came through the phone. "Adrian! You’ve killed Yara! You unfilial son, you’ve killed your own sister, do you hear me? WAAAH..."
Adrian Quincy frowned slightly. "Mother, what are you talking about?"
"You unfilial son... You’re going to be the death of me... The death of me... My Yara... WAAAAH... Give me back my Yara!"
...
「One hour earlier—」
Upon learning that her older brother was about to return, Yara Quincy was acutely aware that if she didn’t escape now, a ten-year prison sentence awaited her.
To escape, she conspired with her mother. She would change into her mother’s clothes, pretend to go grocery shopping, and then get into a prearranged car to the airport. Once she was on a flight out of the country, even her brother, with all his power, wouldn’t be able to bring her back.
As she settled into the car heading for the airport, she began to dream of a carefree life abroad.
Once she was overseas, she could open a coffee shop, chase after her dream guys, and travel the world. After all, her mother would keep sending her money.
’Hehehe... As for that bitch, Claire Sinclair, she could do whatever the hell she wanted. I don’t have the energy to mess with her anymore. All I want is to be free.’
Just as she was basking in her smug satisfaction, the driver suddenly said, "Miss, there’s a car following us."
"What?" Yara Quincy was jolted from her daydream and glanced back.
’I recognize that license plate. It’s my brother’s men!’
"Faster! Go faster!"
"I’m already going as fast as I can."
"It’s not fast enough! Go faster!"
"Miss, I can’t go any faster."
"You have to! If they catch me, I’m going to prison for ten years, and I am not going to prison! Do you even know how to drive? If not, then let me!"
Hearing this, the driver grew annoyed and deliberately slowed the car down.
Seeing this, Yara Quincy became furious and panicked. "You’re slowing down on purpose, aren’t you? I told you to speed up! Didn’t you hear me?"
"Miss, you’re right, I don’t know how to drive. Why don’t you do it yourself."
With that, the driver pulled over abruptly, got out, and walked away, abandoning the car.
Normally, Yara Quincy would have lost her temper and started hitting him, but now was not the time for that.
Yara Quincy scrambled into the driver’s seat. There was no time for a seatbelt. She slammed her foot on the accelerator.
The car shot forward, leaving the vehicle behind by several hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
’Hmph. Trying to chase me? They should think about who they’re dealing with!’
’I’m Aethelgard’s number one street racer, after all. Hehehe...’
Yara Quincy hummed a smug little tune as she continued toward the airport.
The closer she got to the airport, the higher Yara Quincy’s spirits soared, as if her soul was already flying overseas.
’Freedom! I’m going to be free! Finally free!’
’How should I celebrate once I get there?’
’I’ll have to give that some serious thought.’
Just as her mind began to wander, she noticed the green light ahead was three seconds from turning red.
’No way. The red light at this intersection lasts forever. If I stop, they’ll definitely catch me.’
’So, I’ll have to risk it!’
