My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: She’s Not The Maniac This Time

"She can’t make it to the parent-teacher meeting."

Briefly, Lucian and Ashley just stared at each other. Then they both checked the time.

They had half an hour before the meeting started.

"How far are we from his school?" Ashley asked, looking up at him.

Lucian drew a deep breath. "Forty-five minutes," he answered. "If there’s no traffic."

Another beat of silence fell before she hummed.

"Want me to drive?" Ashley raised her brows. "I’ll do my best."

"No." Lucian reached over to her seatbelt and tugged it to make sure it was secure. "I’ll drive."

He paused, meeting her eyes as if gauging her reaction. "...Very fast."

Instead of hesitation, she reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Just don’t kill us," she said in a loud whisper, nodding. "I still need to deal with Emma after this."

His brows furrowed, then rose, but he nodded. Lucian settled into his seat and checked his own seatbelt. But instead of driving right away, he picked up his phone and speed-dialed Gustav.

"Gustav, track my car." The words came the second the line connected, half his focus already on the dashboard — hand on the gear shift, foot revving the engine.

Even now, he looked as calm as still water, giving nothing away. Ashley studied him with quiet curiosity.

She had rarely seen Lucian drive.

He almost always had an escort — a driver, security, the whole arrangement. And even on the mornings he drove himself, he kept to the speed limit. So she wasn’t entirely sure what to expect.

But this stance, she thought, pursing her lips. Why does he look so cool? He hasn’t even started.

"Mhm," Lucian hummed into the phone. "Just in case. Call the legal team."

He hung up and glanced at Ashley.

"Heh." She let out an awkward laugh. "Legal team? Is that... really necessary?"

"I’ll be violating several traffic laws," he explained, checking the side mirror and rearview mirror before pulling a U-turn.

Ashley’s mouth formed a small "o." Before he could go any further, she clapped. "Wow, Lucian. You really are a Boy Scout."

He glanced at her, a little thrown off by how genuinely impressed she seemed. He cleared his throat and looked away, reminding himself this was neither the time to get distracted nor to show off.

When they merged onto the other lane, Lucian eased into it slowly, eyes trained ahead, foot pressing the gas with measured calm. As they began picking up speed, Ashley looked forward without much change in expression.

Well.

Lucian checked his watch. Twenty-five minutes left.

His eyes sharpened as he snapped his focus ahead. He shifted gears and pressed the gas again. Both of them jolted back against their seats at the sudden surge of speed.

"Whoa," Ashley breathed, her back pressed into the seat from the force. Yet she looked more impressed than frightened at how fast they were moving.

Even when a car appeared ahead of them, she didn’t scream or panic. She simply glanced at Lucian and grabbed the handle. Just before they could close in on the car ahead, he cut the wheel and changed lanes in one sharp move, weaving past several cars in quick succession.

"Hey!!" Shouts, curses, and long angry honks erupted from the cars they flew past.

But neither Ashley nor Lucian said a word.

"Sorry," she whispered, watching the rearview mirror as some cars veered to the side. In the same quiet voice, she pressed her palms together like a prayer. "It’s an emergency."

Lucian, who by all rights should have had his full attention on the road at that speed, still managed to steal a glance at her. She wasn’t the least bit rattled. If anything, she was more concerned about the drivers they’d left behind.

The corners of his lips curved into a subtle smile. Having a passenger who wasn’t panicking made it considerably easier.

Their car tore through the road at full speed, overtaking vehicle after vehicle and drawing furious, sustained honks in their wake. One of them focused entirely on driving. The other quietly whispered apologies under her breath.

HONK!!!

Meanwhile, at Black Dragon Corporation, Gustav stood behind a row of men hunched over their computers.

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