The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 335

Danny noticed the tail shortly after they left the venue. He waited to speak up to confirm whether it was a coincidence, but the trailing vehicle maintained a steady, calculated distance. There is no doubt they are being followed.

"No idea," Tara replies smoothly, showing zero surprise. She had noticed them miles ago. "I tried shaking them earlier, but they closed the gap."

Danny isn't shocked by her sharp situational awareness. He knows she is far more than a typical heiress. "In that case, don't bother shaking them. Let's see what they want."

Tara understands his implication instantly. She tightens her grip on the steering wheel and swerves toward a desolate, industrial stretch of road. The unspoken synergy between them is magnetic.

With a sharp twist of the wheel, Tara executes a flawless drift, the tires screaming against the asphalt. Her movements are fluid, each turn precise, showcasing her elite driving skills. The pursuers are completely thrown off by her sudden aggressive maneuvers, unaware she is deliberately leading them into a trap.

A confident smile plays on her lips as she brings the car to a screeching halt in an abandoned suburban lot. Surrounded by sparse trees and empty fields, it is the perfect place to handle dirty business.

The trailing vehicle slams on its brakes nearby. Realizing their cover is blown, the occupants pile out. They are dressed in black, wielding long, gleaming blades. Their intent is lethal.

"I assumed these guys were after me," Danny remarks casually, easily deflecting a strike. "But it looks like you're the star of the show."

He mentally notes that he needs to assign a covert security detail to her. It makes sense that her recent rise in power would attract dangerous enemies.

"Guess I stepped on a few toes," Tara replies breathlessly, parrying a blow. She knows her idiot brothers aren't capable of ordering a hit.