The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1685

Chapter 1685

Chloe's eyes narrowed, "Are you schooling me in royal protocol? Are you implying that my words carry no weight?"

“Princess Chloe,’ the driver started, "we have our own rules to abide by in our line of work. If I fail to follow them, I might face reprimands from the Queen tomorrow. I've always taken pride in serving the royal family, and losing this job would have serious consequences for me. I hope you understand."

Chloe listened patiently, her lips curling into a cold smile after he finished speaking. "Do you think your current attitude is up to par? Are you more afraid of the Queen's reprimands, or is there someone else you fear?"

The driver fell silent for a few seconds, "I don't know what you're talking about“ Chloe's hand rested on her belly, her expression growing grim. “If anything goes wrong or if we deviate from our course, believe me, you'll be in for a world of trouble."

The driver nodded, "Please rest assured, princess. All royal vehicles are equipped with a tracking system. I'll make sure to get you safely to Dubonnet's Manor."

Chloe pursed her lips and leaned back in her seat without saying a word. Her nerves were on edge, keeping a close watch on the driver's actions.

The car continued on a smooth journey for over ten minutes without any peculiarities. Chloe's nerves slightly relaxed, and her phone buzzed in her bag. She took it out and saw a message from Damon. After reading the text, she let out a sigh of relief and quickly replied to him.

But barely a minute later, the car suddenly sped up. It was no longer following a straight path and seemed to be swaying from side to side, causing the car to shake violently.

Chloe grabbed the armrest, her face turning ashen. “What's going on?!" she asked.

"I'm sorry, princess,’ the driver quickly explained, “we're in the countryside, and sometimes wild animals cross the road. I was just trying to avoid hitting one."

Despite his explanation, the car's speed didn't slow down, and it continued to shake violently.

Chloe, who couldn't even sit still due to the jolting, felt nauseous and dizzy from the moving scenery. She knew there was something off about the driver and that Ava had something to do with it. It was just so blatant that it suddenly kindled a surge of anger within her.

"Slow down!" she barked, her voice trembling from the jostling.

The driver continued to navigate the winding path, bumping along. The road led through a mountainside, with an endless expanse of sea below the cliff.

“Princess, the driver started, “I think we're being followed. Our royal vehicles are quite noticeable, and I'm worried those people might pose a threat to you. We should speed up so we can get to Duke Dubonnet's manor as soon as possible. Please bear with it for a while"

Chloe was livid. She clenched the armrest with one hand and placed the other on her stomach, trying to calm herself down.

Taking a deep breath, she said in a steady voice, “It is my husband's car behind us. It's not a threat to me. Stop the car!"

The driver's grip on the steering wheel tightened, but the car sped up instead of slowing down.

Upon hearing this, Nate quickly slowed down, preparing to stop the car.

"No need to stop."

Nate paused and looked at the roughly several dozen meters of straight road ahead. He hesitated for a moment. “Sir..."

Switching drivers at high speed on such a road was extremely dangerous. Any slight mistake could lead to disaster.

"Give it to me." Damon's voice echoed again, causing Nate to flinch. Without any hesitation, he quickly moved to the passenger seat.

In the meantime, Damon moved to the front from the back seat. In a split second, Nate had handed over the steering wheel to him.

Just ahead was a sharp turn, and it seemed like the car was about to plunge off the cliff. Nate's heart froze. The thought of witnessing death flashed through his mind.

Just then, the car gave a sudden jolt. Accompanied by the shrill, grating sound of tires braking, the friction between the front left wheel and the asphalt caused the car to fishtail. The rear whipped around, and the vehicle skidded sideways for a distance. In the process, the entire car pirouetted on the freeway, with the hood facing forward before it suddenly accelerated again, not stopping for even a second.

When Nate felt his back pressed firmly against the seat, he knew he was not meeting his maker today.