The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2340

Chapter 2340

A bone-chilling cold surged through Justin’s chest.

Facing the gun, there was only a thought that shot through Justin’s mind—no matter what, he had to survive and find Bella!

Normally , Justin kept a gun hidden under his car seat, but in his haste, he had taken a different car, one without any hidden weapon.

But after a brief flash of panic, Justin’s military instincts kicked in, and he reacted instantly , jerking the steering wheel to slam the side of his car into Jace’s vehicle with full force.

The black sports car’s headlight shattered , skidding wildly across the snowy road.

A proud man by nature, Jace turned competitive with a fierce desire to win, causing him to pull the trigger.

Bang—!

A bullet sliced through the icy air, shattering the car window.

From the beginning, Jace had not intended to kill Justin.

His instructions from the Boss were clear, to stop Justin from meeting Bella. Grant did not say to kill Justin.

The bullet tore through Justin’s arm, sending blood spraying across the car window.

His handsome features paled, and a muffled groan slipped out. But Justin clenched the steering wheel tightly, his foot still pressed firmly on the accelerator, refusing to slow down.

No matter what chaos unfolded or whether the world turned upside down, Justin would not hesitate to look for Bella.

It seemed that the fire in Justin’s heart had been rekindled , fueling a powerful drive within him.

Witnessing Justin’s unwavering determination, even in the face of a gun, Jace felt a pang in his chest before his expression hardened.

Jace leaned out the window and unloaded three shots at the car’s tires.

The shrill sound of screeching tires pierced the chilly night as the sports car’s tire burst, causing the vehicle to spin wildly on the deserted highway before crashing with a thunderous impact into the mountainside.

Fortunately , the blizzard had cleared the road. Otherwise, the outcome could have been much more disastrous.

The wrecked car’s mangled front sent smoke billowing from the crumpled hood, with shattered glass scattered across the ground.

Jace’s face was cast in darkness, cold as ice, his eyes gleaming with the deadly gaze of a hunter. His black leather boots crunched over the jagged shards as he approached step by step.

Suddenly, the car door swung open.

Jace narrowed his eyes, swiftly lifting his gun.