Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 437

At that moment, I became the center of attention. While everyone else waited quietly for the red light, I slammed the gas pedal and sped through, making a sharp turn.

I finally understood why Wisteria had appeared—someone had used her as part of a scheme to keep Carter and Taylor preoccupied.

We were the real targets.

What a cruel and calculated plan!

Since they had replaced Taylor's men, it was clear this was orchestrated by someone from the Carlyns.

They had used Taylor's wedding as bait to try and wipe out the Sanders in one fell swoop—including Whitney and me.

The dozen or so cars behind us ran the red light as well. Thankfully, there was another lane of cars passing through legally, and a large truck moving straight ahead blocked several of the pursuers.

Still, four cars continued to tail us closely, and it wouldn't take long for the others to catch up.

Time was running out. After killing someone, calling the police would only complicate matters—we couldn't risk it.

I steadied my voice and said, "Whitney, my phone's on the backseat. Call Taylor right now, tell him what's happening, and ask where we should go!"

"Got it."

Whitney quickly grabbed the phone and dialed. On the other end, Taylor sounded busy as well, with the wind howling in the background.

"Anna, are you okay?" His concern was unmistakable.

Compared to Taylor's panic and urgency, Whitney remained surprisingly calm. She briefly explained what had happened and asked which direction we should head.

"Head west! Don't go to the Whites! I'm sorry, Anna, the situation is out of control."

Taylor continued anxiously, "My men ... They've all turned against me. It's him—he's back! Anna, head west and escape. I'll ... "

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Where was Taylor? What had happened to him?

And what about Carter? Was he in danger too?

"Taylor, are you okay? What about Carter—"

I started to ask, but Whitney interrupted, looking up at me, "Chloe, the call was disconnected."

When I first realized we had gotten into the wrong car, I wasn't nervous. When I drove a blade into someone's heart for the first time, I wasn't nervous either.

But now, knowing that Carter and Taylor had been trapped and hearing the gunshot, I panicked.

My hands trembled uncontrollably, and the fear I had buried deep inside surfaced.

Carter was the person I cared about most—he couldn't be harmed.

Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped myself across the face.

"Chloe!"

"I'm fine. I just needed to focus. Call Carter!"

"Oh no! His phone isn't connecting."

Through the rearview mirror, I saw two wedding cars speeding up, likely intending to box us in from both sides.

This stretch of road wasn't particularly crowded, so I pushed down on the accelerator as well.

The pursuers must have floored their gas pedals, aiming to take me down in one move.

As they came alongside, closing in from both sides, I abruptly released the accelerator and stomped on the brake.

The tires screeched violently against the asphalt.

"Fasten your seatbelts! Now!"

With a quick turn of the wheel, I sent the car into a drift, the front spinning around in an instant.

The two cars flanking us were caught completely off guard. Their assumption was that I'd try to outpace them, so they were ready for a high-speed chase.

But instead, I pulled this unexpected move. The two vehicles, unable to adjust in time, collided head-on, the crash echoing loudly.

The large truck that had separated some of the pursuers earlier was still holding up the rest of the convoy, leaving just two cars chasing us now.

I turned the car around and charged straight toward them head-on.

Zoey's face turned pale as she gripped her seatbelt tightly. "Chloe, am I going to meet Great-grandma now?"

As the two cars closed in, I deftly controlled the wheel and veered just enough to skim past one of the wedding cars, knocking off its side mirror.

The drivers of the trailing cars were utterly stunned. Moments ago, they'd heard the sound of the collision up ahead, and now, a luxury car was hurtling straight toward them.