The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 945

Stepping out of the bedroom, Zoey immediately shares the incredible news of her pregnancy with the rest of the family. The entire house erupts in celebration. The Sinclair matriarch, who recently endured such a massive blow, is absolutely overjoyed, the news finally healing her lingering grief. When Zoey's husband hears the news, he is so ecstatic he practically flies over to the Sinclair estate to see his wife.

Having spent enough time with the family, Tara eventually stands up to leave.

"Tara, do you want me to have the driver take you home?"

"No, thank you. I actually have a few errands to run," Tara declines politely. Danny had originally planned to pick her up, but an urgent issue at the office kept him tied up. The Sinclairs insist on having a chauffeur escort her, but Tara gracefully turns them down again. She has far more important business to attend to.

Saying her goodbyes, she walks alone toward the main road. The Sinclair estate sits in a wealthy, secluded neighborhood, slightly farther from the city center but still highly accessible. A short walk brings her to the main thoroughfare, where catching a ride is easy. Pulling out her phone, she spots the car she ordered, verifies the license plate, and climbs into the backseat.

The driver confirms her name and the last four digits of her phone number. Everything feels perfectly normal, yet Tara's instincts flare to life. Something about the driver feels off, though she can't immediately pinpoint what.

When the car violently accelerates and swerves onto a route going the exact opposite direction of her destination, her suspicions are confirmed.

"Driver, I think you're going the wrong way," she says smoothly, masking any trace of panic.

She tries to send an SOS text to Danny, only to realize her signal is completely jammed. They came prepared. To hack her ride-share app, intercept her driver, and swap in their own operative in such a short window means someone has been watching her like a hawk for a long time.

She smirks inwardly, curious to see who went through so much trouble to kidnap her. She stops arguing and makes no reckless attempts to escape. Instead, she sits back quietly, waiting to see what their master plan entails. Since her signal is dead, a physical confrontation inside a speeding car is foolish. The smartest move is to play along and wait for an opening.

The driver glances in the rearview mirror, utterly baffled by her relaxed demeanor. He is a seasoned professional who has abducted plenty of targets—men, women, young, old, wealthy, and powerful. Every single one of them had cried, panicked, or begged for mercy. He has never seen a target this calm. Especially a gorgeous young woman who looks like she belongs on a magazine cover.