Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 1258

Lydia tried to stand up and fight with Connor, but a wave of dizziness hit her so hard she could barely keep her balance. Her fingers started shaking and she couldn’t stop it.

Damn it. The poison was kicking in.

Everything in front of her blurred, and Connor’s voice faded, sounding far away and muffled. She clung to his shirt, just acting on instinct.

In the chaos, Connor noticed something was off. He glanced over in a panic and saw her face had gone ghostly pale, cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

His heart squeezed tight. “Hang in there, Lydia.” His voice trembled, barely holding it together.

He could handle dying, but Lydia had to survive.

“Punch through!” he shouted.

The driver floored it, and the armored car barreled straight toward a wall of flames. The heat warped the windshield, but somehow, they broke through the Blood Oath group’s blockade.

Connor told the driver to turn. The car scraped the tunnel wall, finally breaking free. In the rearview mirror, masked figures chased after them, relentless.

Lydia’s mind was slipping. She could hear Connor’s heart pounding faster and faster, the thud echoing through his shirt right next to her ear.

After what felt like forever, the car screeched to a stop in an abandoned container yard. Everything was eerily quiet, except for the faint sound of waves in the distance.

“Listen to me, Lydia.” Connor gently held her face, wiping the cold sweat from her brow. “Garrett’s lab is ten kilometers from here. I’m taking you to get the antidote, but there could be more trouble on the way. Stay with me. Don’t fall asleep.”

Lydia forced her eyes open. Connor’s eyes were so bloodshot it looked like the red was spreading into his irises. She tried to smile, but all she managed was a crooked twitch. “Okay...”

Before she could say anything else, he scooped her up into his arms.

There was a modified motorcycle in the trunk.

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