The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 962

Mirabella kept her cool, pondering for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, it was kinda scary."

James’s lips twitched slightly. He couldn't see where the fear was.

"Hey, the car behind us is catching up again," Mirabella urged, leaning forward slightly.

James glanced at her, a whirlwind of emotions flashing through him. He stepped on the gas, and the car surged forward.

Despite being banged up just moments ago, the cars trailing them seemed unfazed, clearly modified to withstand a beating. They were speeding up, almost like they intended to ram into James’s car.

Yet, time and again, they narrowly missed.

Mirabella watched in awe, silently admiring the driving skills on display, rivaling those of a professional racer.

After a few kilometers of intense chase and several narrow escapes, Curtis arrived. Sensing the shift in dynamics, the pursuers immediately backed off, making a quick U-turn and fleeing.

James pulled over to the side of the road, and Curtis, having already instructed his men to follow the fleeing cars, approached James’s vehicle.

The driver’s side window rolled down, and Curtis, about to address James, noticed another figure in the passenger seat, pausing in surprise.

Even without the interior light on, Curtis recognized her instantly.

Ms. Mirabella was in the car too?

Curtis, initially about to say something else, shifted his tone, "James, you guys okay?"

James casually draped his hand over the car door, leaning slightly out. The dim streetlight cast a soft glow on his forehead, easing the tension in his features. "Yeah, we’re fine."

Curtis nodded, though he wasn’t overly concerned, just puzzled. Given James’s skills, those cars shouldn’t have made it out in one piece, let alone managed to escape.

Curtis’s gaze drifted to Mirabella again. Because of the dim light, he couldn’t read her expression, but it made sense. James likely held back because she was there.