Substitute Wife, Genius CEO novel Chapter 198

The answer was simple: Jude and Wyatt were acting as her personal sweepers, clearing out any obstacles ahead.

Once Summer had eliminated the three trust-fund kids who had humiliated her, the track was completely open.

You're next, Julian.

It was payback time.

Julian was an excellent driver, agile and quick to react. Glancing in his rearview mirror, he sneered confidently. "You want to pass me? Keep dreaming."

He ruthlessly guarded the inside lane as Summer aggressively tailgated him.

As they approached a sharp turn, Julian tapped his brakes at the standard marker. Summer, however, didn't slow down at all!

Julian's eyes widened in horror. "Fuck! She's out of her mind!"

Summer had calculated the speed and timing perfectly. She delayed her braking until the very last second, violently cranking the steering wheel to force her car into the microscopic gap on the inside lane.

In that split second, Julian knew he was finished.

With a flawless, death-defying maneuver, Summer overtook him.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Julian screamed in absolute rage as Summer casually stuck her arm out the window and flipped him the middle finger.

It wasn't physically damaging, but the sheer disrespect was astronomical!

Blinded by fury, Julian floored the gas, determined to ram into the back of her car, but before he could, Jude suddenly swerved into the lane.

"Back up, Summer," Jude warned over the radio.

"What are you doing?" Summer asked.

"Striking first!"

Smash!

Jude's front bumper violently rammed straight into the rear of Julian's car.

Julian had been driving far too fast; the impact sent his vehicle completely out of control, careening wildly toward the mountain wall.

With a sickening crunch, Julian's car plowed into the solid rock, the front end completely annihilated.

Blood poured down Julian's forehead as he slumped against the steering wheel, hopelessly disoriented.

Hearing the sound of crumbling gravel above, Julian groggily looked up.

"Ah!"

A rock the size of a fist plummeted straight down, smacking him squarely in the face. He let out a pathetic groan before blacking out entirely.

Jude managed to stabilize his own car, parking it safely by the guardrail. He stepped out and casually leaned against the metal barrier, waiting for the rescue team.

"The ultimate cat-and-mouse game!"

Clueless spectators clutched their cheeks in starry-eyed admiration.

In that exact moment, Lily viciously prayed for Summer to crash and die.

A crash truly did happen.

But the victim wasn't Summer—it was Xavier!

One of Xavier's front tires suddenly blew out, sending his car violently spinning out of control across the slick ice.

To make matters worse, Summer was tailgating him relentlessly.

The split second Xavier's car spun out, Summer slammed on her brakes with superhuman reflexes.

But it wasn't enough to stop the impact.

Crash!

With a deafening boom, Summer's car plowed into Xavier's, sending his vehicle tearing through the guardrail and plunging down the steep embankment.

Summer's car skidded to a violent halt right at the edge of the cliff. For a moment, her mind went entirely blank.

But two seconds later, her legendary composure returned. She replayed the crash in her head—she had reacted instantly and braked without hesitation. There was absolutely no flaw in her defensive driving.