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!”

let out a scream before she could finish her sentence. The next moment,

when the black spot

in front had barely moved, the car at the back had

married to Fabian, and this could be them executing their vengeance. If it had been a coincidence, why had that car hit this

Fabian if it’s the last thing I

wrist hurt a little from the force, she

swerved to the other side, directly crashing through all the guard rails on his side of the road. However, right at that moment, an army-green pickup truck emerged from the other side and was charging towards them at a

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

erupted from the passers-by on the sidewalk. Those in the vicinity got away as fast as they could, their pupils enlarged as they witnessed a

“Ah! Run!”

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 a pungent smell in the

that thing was. In the event of an

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