Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1251

Another man smoked a cigarette in his hand. He said, “Don’t say that. I believe in you. We can all get out of this alive. Look, the fleet is here. I’ll meet you over there.”

With that said, the smaller one got out of the car and climbed into another one some distance away.

Hannah sat in the white Rolls-Royce. Quietly, she leaned against her seat, her head slightly turned sideways as she watched the crowd coming and going on the streets. Among the cars in the city, hers was the most eye-catching. The passers-by were casting envious glances at her. She could feel it. They were also excited at the chance to witness such a luxurious wedding.

Her face was filled with happiness. She and Fabian had tied the knot. This day had finally come after all. Once upon a time, she had assumed that Fabian was just using her to brush off his family’s nagging him to get married, but at that moment she could feel the man’s unspoken and intense love for her.

She also knew very well what her marriage to Fabian would mean. It indicated that she would be facing many more setbacks. Among them, the members of the Norton family might make things difficult for her, or that Fabian’s other potential suitors would plot against her. Yet, she was not afraid. In her opinion, since she had accepted Fabian’s love, she would not take a step back.

The more she thought about it, the more she clenched her fists. Next to her, Fabian looked on and proceeded to place her hand in his.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. I just—Ah!”

she could finish her sentence.

just about to sigh at Fabian when

cars in the fleet followed closely behind one another. While the car in

been a coincidence, why had that car hit this white Rolls Royce in particular, and not the other cars at the back or front? Obviously, this was some part of a deliberate

you’ve got! I’m marrying Fabian if it’s the last thing I

wrist hurt a little from the force, she felt warm and

the guard rails on his side of the road. However, right

the railing, he slammed his feet on the gas pedal, turned around so that he was driving in the opposite direction of the lane, and sped

erupted from the passers-by on the sidewalk. Those in the vicinity got away as

“Ah! Run!”

a loud shriek as she tried her hardest to run away. She could clearly see a large tank chained to the trunk of the pickup truck. It was oily outside, and there was

what that thing was. In the event of an explosion, the

eye, the driver of the white Rolls-Royce carrying Fabian and Hannah hit the gas with all his might. The engine hummed loudly, while the