The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263 Facing The

Enemies

“You’ve got some serious nerve following me around like this!”

Lucien checked the rearview mirror. A black sedan hugged his bumper, with another shadowing them at a

distance.

“If I’m right, they’ve been on your tail for a while now.”

Maren recalled how, back when Lucien came to pick her up, she had sensed someone watching just before getting into the car.

Last time, whoever it was vanished too fast. This time, they’d overstayed their luck.

“No way. I didn’t notice a thing. You think they’re professionals? Or maybe they’re after you?” Lucien formed A shiver slid down his spine.

In all of Voutsas, he was among the best when it came to assassin. Yet these people had been following fum, and he hadn’t sensed a thing? That wasn’t amateur work.

“My island survival ended ahead of time. Only the event team knew that. So, no, they’re not tracking me They’re here for you.” Maren sat motionless, arms crossed, her tone steady like nothing about this surprised

her.

Lucien’s grip tightened around the wheel. “I haven’t wronged anyone. Who’d bother coming after me?”

“For someone who likes to call himself a pro, you’re surprisingly easy to unnerve,” Maren remarked, her eyes briefly flicking to him with a hint of amusement.

He exhaled hard. “How am I supposed to keep it together? We don’t even know who they are. And dearly. they’re stronger than me.”

But then he remembered Maren, the mafia boss sitting right next to him.

“Maren, you’re way more powerful than I am. Why not just handle this yourself? I doubt they’re anywhere near your league.”

Lucien hadn’t noticed the tail, but Maren had. He wasn’t embarrassed to admit this situation was beyond his

usual control.

“Shit, they’re speeding up!”

Lucien saw it in the rearview mirror–a sharp burst of acceleration. The car behind them was closing in, fast.

He slammed his foot on the gas, barely swerving to avoid a rear–end collision.

Inside the pursuing car, a man with long hair spoke calmly into his phone.

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Chapter 263 Facang The Enemies

“Higgs, we’ve made our move. But the intel you gave us seems off. They spotted us.”

The crash had been a sneak attack. If Lucien hadn’t reacted quickly, they’d have been hit head–on.

“Are you serious? My cousin’s tough, no doubt. He thinks he’s been keeping a low profile, but I’ve been watching him for years. That’s why I brought you in. He shouldn’t pose a threat to you.” A young man’s voice

came from the other end of the line.

The long–haired man’s voice held doubt. “It might not be him, but that woman with him. She almost caught me

last time. She’s definitely not ordinary,”

“A woman?” Higgs hesitated, “You mean Maren Morgan, right? Everyone thinks she’s just my cousin’s girlfriend. But I’ve looked into her. She’s from the Morgan family–the biggest name in Baimsa. In under a year, she took control of the Onyx and the Angels of Death, wiped out two rival gangs in a single battle. She runs the entire underworld in Baimsa now. She’s serious trouble. Want me to send backup?”

“No. You getting involved would just complicate your path to the top. If this becomes public, it’ll hurt me more than help,” the long–haired man replied to Higgs. “Don’t worry, I have many helpers. We’ll get this done.”

With that, the long–haired man ended the call.

“Keep pressing him. Push forward. Our team’s ahead. Drive the prey straight into our trap.”

“Yes, sir!” The driver slammed the gas pedal, the engine roaring to life.

Lucien barely managed to avoid the last hit. Now, the car behind them surged forward once more.

“That was fast.”

“Modified engine,” Maren commented.

Lucien’s car–a high–performance sports model–wasn’t meant to be outrun by a sedan. Whatever was under the hood of the pursuing car, it wasn’t stock.

Lucky for him, Lucien had spent countless hours honing his skills on the road, mostly for impressing women. But now, it was all about survival.

He swerved, narrowly avoiding another hit.

“Maren, what now?”

Both cars tore down the street, colliding with each other as if time didn’t exist. In less than thirty seconds, they had already crossed into a new block.

Lucien glanced over at Maren, his hands tight on the wheel.

“Should I pull over and handle this face–to–face?” His anger was rising.

“If I’m right, they’ve already got people waiting up ahead,” Maren said, eyes scanning the street.

The road stretched out, narrow with no turn–offs–only a choice between going forward or retreating.

The ambushers had already committed to the chase, and there was no way they’d let them slip away now.

That meant they’d set up a trap ahead.

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