Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 289

"Ms. Graham, are you really going to force him to quit? A person like him may seem friendly and able to handle things smoothly in any situation on the surface, but in reality, he is someone who holds grudges and seeks revenge. I'm worried he'll retaliate against you," Clara warned anxiously.

Angela smiled, exuding confidence. "Let him try to retaliate. He's no good anyway. Over the years, he's used his position to shove a bunch of brainless idiots into the company. If we don't deal with him this time, it'll just come back to bite us later. It's better to take him out completely now."

Having cleaned up the trash, Angela felt particularly cheerful.

She planned to take a drive over the next couple of days—to cruise around the suburbs, enjoy the mountains and waters outside the city, and basically treat herself to a day off.

With that idea in mind, she immediately set things in motion, wrapping up all company affairs two days in advance and delegating anything unfinished to Clara.

Just like any other day, she left for work as usual, clocked in, and at 10:20 am, she made her escape from the office, heading straight for the underground parking lot.

Alas, she failed to notice a shadowy figure sneaking away through one of the parking lot's corridors.

Spending every day in skyscrapers made stepping out to see the outside world feel incredibly refreshing. She drove leisurely, enjoying the slow, relaxing journey.

Soon, she reached the outskirts, where traffic thinned out, and she gently pressed on the accelerator, heading toward her destination.

Gradually, though, she began to notice something was off.

It felt as though the brakes weren't responding properly.

A chill ran down Angela's spine as she tried to pull over to the side of the road. She stepped on the brake pedal repeatedly, but nothing happened.

The car continued on at a steady pace, and soon, she was approaching Serenity Park.

Her mind went blank, and panic set in. Serenity Park was always crowded. If she drove right in, the consequences would be disastrous.

Trembling, she fumbled for her phone, one hand still gripping the steering wheel while the other dialed Dexter's number.

As if on cue—when trouble struck, the first person she would think of was him.

Angela turned the wheel sharply to the left, extremely cautiously, afraid of even the slightest miscalculation.

But at that very moment, two schoolchildren suddenly darted out from the side, laughing and playing around, utterly oblivious to her car.

Angela was thrown into a state of shock. She pounded on the horn desperately, but it was already too late. The road was a downhill stretch, and she simply couldn't stop the vehicle.

In that split second, a thousand thoughts raced through Angela's mind, but there wasn't time to think about them. She could only steer the car toward the side with the lake.

Her SUV smashed through the railing by the lakeside and barreled straight into the water.

A sudden plop rang out, followed by a tremendous splash. Angela felt something slam into her, and she sensed blood seeping from the back of her head while her shoulders and back ached numb with pain.

Angela knew how to swim. She refused to sit and wait for death. Before the car was fully submerged, she rolled down the window, held her breath, and prepared to plunge into the water.

But just then, a wave of dizziness hit the back of her head, and a dull, heavy pain washed over her, sapping her strength in an instant.