The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella's bright red sports car was struck forcefully on the right side.

Luckily, there were just the two of them on the highway-her red car and the other black one. If a large truck had passed by at that moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Damn it!" Bella cursed under her breath, her forehead covered in cold sweat as she gritted her teeth.

It was obvious that the black car was intentionally trying to stop her.

Bella clenched her teeth, slammed her foot down on the gas pedal, and swerved hard to the left.

Another loud crash echoed as the two vehicles collided again, sending sparks flying in a dazzling display as their doors scraped against one another.

In that brief flash of light, Bella glanced over at the car, which seemed like a demonic presence in the darkness. But it was no use. The windows were tinted, blocking any view inside, and the surroundings were pitch black, leaving her unable to see the driver. Yet in that instant, Bella understood.

The black car had been following her all the way to the airport, just to ram into her right before she arrived.

It was clear they wanted to stop her from getting to the airport and finding Arnold.

back down!" Bella let out an angry roar,

rammed her car into the black

chilling wind howled as the loud crashes filled the air, sending a

was caught off guard by the seemingly fragile girl's unexpected strength and bravery,

had no desire to engage them further. She stepped on the gas pedal, determined to speed away and leave

the windshield shattered with a resounding crack, leaving

exploded at once, sending shards of glass flying like piercing icicles, slashing across her delicate

through her head, and the world around her

severe pain shot through every inch of her body, as if each bone had been shattered. "Justin...

of the car, she lay on the cold, hard ground with tears

once vibrant and confident young woman had been reduced to this vulnerable

her thoughts instinctively turned to Justin. But she soon snapped back to the painful truth.

who had once protected her from danger, who had

breathe as she tried to cry and yell hoarsely. Her delicate fingers clawed at the ground, desperately trying to escape from the wreckage. Suddenly, a pair of dark leather boots came

familiarity stirred