My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545 The Pursuit.

Micah’s abrupt statement startled both Oriana and Kieran in the car.

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Oriana instinctively turned to look. Sure enough, a black Cayenne was parked not far behind them. She vaguely remembered seeing the same vehicle several times on the way from the airport back to the manor.

Kieran was the first to react. He quickly started the car and immediately alerted the nearest security team. “Sir, ma’am, hold on tight. I’ll try to lose them before the security team arrives.”

Oriana turned her face, uneasily grasping Micah’s hand. “We were on main roads the whole way back. I doubt they’d dare cause trouble openly. Let’s stay calm.”

“Understood,” Kieran responded.

Kieran’s driving skills were exceptional. While maintaining safety, he swerved and dodged, making several attempts to increase the distance from the pursuing vehicle. However, the car behind refused to give up, clinging closely and even boldly pulling up almost side–by–side, seemingly unconcerned about revealing themselves.

Fortunately, the security team arrived promptly. At a traffic light intersection, five vehicles closed in from the front and back, completely trapping the black Cayenne at the rear. The Cayenne, evidently aware that a direct confrontation was unwise, had no choice but to turn at the intersection and retreat in the opposite direction.

Kieran sped through the intersection just before the light turned red. The two parties sped away from each other.

Watching the Cayenne disappear completely from view, the tension on Oriana’s face eased slightly.

From the front, Kieran received a report through his earpiece from the team behind. “Sir, the vehicle got away.”

“Did you see who it was?”

“The windows were tinted, couldn’t make out the occupants. But we noted the license plate. We’ll run it immediately.”

“Make it quick,” Micah said coldly.

“Yes, sir!”

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Chapter 545 The Pursuit

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A slight frown creased Oriana’s brow. She had no leads, completely unable to guess who might be targeting them. Could it be someone after the Caldwell family? After all, news about kidnappings targeting the wealthy and their children wasn’t uncommon in earlier years. But such a brazen attempt… this was a first.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, Micah seemed to sense her worry and said quietly, “I’ll have someone accompany you to the hospital for the next few days.”

Oriana opened her mouth to speak but didn’t refuse. “Alright. You need to be careful too.”

After a moment’s thought, she still felt uneasy and pressed further, “Do you have to go out these days? What about the Research Center? Should I talk to the director for you?”

Micah wrapped his hand tighter around hers, saying only, “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

Oriana assumed he was busy with work–matters at the Research Center were more specialized, different from her own situation. She simply nodded, but a sense of foreboding lingered in her heart. For some reason, when she had looked back at the Cayenne several times, she had felt as if the person inside was also staring intently at her.

Back at home, Chubby, who had been left alone to keep house for several lonely days, fluttered his furry little wings excitedly to greet them. Oriana was kept busy by Chubby’s affectionate clinging for quite a while before she remembered Micah still standing by the doorway, his expression seeming somewhat… odd?

“Micah, why aren’t you coming in?”

The man seemed to jolt awake. He slowly took a step forward. “I… I just remembered something. You go ahead in.”

Thinking he needed to deal with the Cayenne incident, Oriana didn’t dwell on it and went inside first, pulling her suitcase.

Out of Oriana’s sight, the man’s entire body was tense. He took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, then began to slowly feel his way along the wall, making his way back to the bedroom on the other side.

In the room, Chubby had become a little shadow, sticking to Oriana and chirping plaintively, “Oriana, I never want to be apart from you again.”

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