Chapter 508

Chapter 508:

There was no urgency in her pursuit; she simply toyed with him, watching his desperate attempts while maintaining a leisurely pace. Eventually, she grew bored of the cat-and-mouse game and pressed the accelerator again.

With a swift, dramatic twist of the steering wheel, the tires howled against the asphalt, leaving dark marks behind. Her car executed a sharp drift, coming to a smooth stop.

The man had no time to think. In an instant, he had to choose between crashing into Fernanda’s car or slamming into the guardrail beside him. At the speed he was going, the consequences of a crash would be deadly. No story was worth the risk of his life.

After a brief moment of indecision, he slammed on the brakes. Tires screamed as his car slid, ultimately smashing into the side of Fernanda’s vehicle with a deafening crash. The airbags exploded, leaving him dazed and disoriented.

Before he could gather his senses, the driver’s side door was wrenched open, and he was yanked out by the shoulder.

Out on the desolate road, he found himself facing a young woman. Her face was a mask of ice, her eyes radiating an eerie, detached coldness.

With a firm push, Fernanda slammed him against the guardrail, holding him firmly in place. In her other hand, she casually flipped through the photos on his camera, her demeanor unfazed.

As he reached for it, she stopped him with a voice as cold as steel, saying, “Don’t move, or you’ll get a serious beating.”

The man gasped as the cold metal railing pressed against his chest, sending a jolt of pain through his body.

Pinned down by Fernanda’s weight, every breath he took felt like a struggle, the pressure on his chest suffocating him. His arms were twisted behind his back, contorted at an angle that made him fear they might snap. In all his years, he had never endured such excruciating discomfort.

Fernanda, however, remained completely unfazed by his distress. Her attention was fixed on his camera, flicking through its contents without a hint of hurry.

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“Impressive,” she said, her voice icy as she let out a mocking laugh. “You’ve been tailing us from the Reed family estate to Cedar Hill Apartments, and now here at Dawn Villas. Looks like we’ve got ourselves a dedicated stalker.”

The images she scanned included her and Bobby getting into a car at the Reed family estate, the same car parked outside Cristian’s apartment, and even a brief video. The clip captured Bobby and the driver stepping out, leaving her and Cristian alone in the vehicle. The camera also recorded images of Amory later taking the wheel and driving them toward Dawn Villas.

Although the new pictures didn’t feature Cristian and her, Amory’s face was unmistakably visible. Known as Cristian’s secretary at Vertex Investments, Amory was an open secret.

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