"So-Sophia Shaw."

The shock Sophia had given him still lingered. Just the mention of her name made Chad Jennings’s tongue trip over itself.

He didn’t like Sophia, but this game of chicken was too brutal; Chad found it hard to stomach.

"Sophia Shaw?"

Jenson Forrest’s brow tightened as he looked over.

Vincent Grant’s face instantly darkened, his eyes glued to the car.

The car flashed past them.

The woman inside, her long hair tied back, her features gentle and serene—wasn’t that Sophia Shaw?

But now, her hands were gripping the steering wheel, her gaze fixed on the car hurtling toward her.

There wasn’t a trace of fear in her eyes, despite facing imminent death.

"How could she..."

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

No one could believe that someone with Sophia’s disposition would dare to gamble with her life!

"Has she lost her mind? That woman!"

Justin Hughes muttered.

Vincent Grant’s heart clenched, and he started to run toward Sophia’s car.

He had to stop her.

Joanna Sherman quickly grabbed him. "Sophia would never dare to actually crash."

Justin Hughes snapped out of it too, scoffing, "She’s putting on a pretty convincing act."

"If she really had the guts to die, she wouldn’t have pulled that shameless stunt six years ago."

Indeed, who didn’t know how shameless Sophia had been six years ago?

She had taken advantage of Joanna Sherman’s absence to slip into Vincent Grant’s room in her place.

Not only that, but she had also drugged Vincent.

That was the only reason he’d been confused enough to fall into her trap.

Among the group, only Jenson Forrest offered no opinion.

His gaze was locked tightly on Sophia.

Unconsciously, his fingers, hidden beneath his sleeves, had clenched into a fist.

He couldn’t believe Sophia would risk her life, yet he also felt her character wasn’t that of a coward who clung to life.

In a flash, the cars were only thirty meters apart!

Sophia still showed no sign of slowing down.

Her lips were pressed into a tight, thin line, her usually harmless eyes staring deadly at her opponent. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

She didn’t even blink!

Her gentle face was painted with an unprecedented resoluteness.

Even Warren Collins was taken aback by her expression.

He was an expert at reading the intent in people’s eyes.

’Is this girl really going to see this crash through to the end?’

Warren Collins had never been afraid to gamble with his life. He slammed his foot on the accelerator.

The two cars flew toward each other in a suicidal approach.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

Five meters...

In an instant, the cars were about to smash head-on!

"AHH!"

The gruesome image of a fatal crash—mangled metal and mangled bodies—flashed through everyone’s mind!

No one had expected Sophia to not back down, even at the very last second.

Vincent Grant’s steps froze.

He could only hear his own heart shatter into a million pieces.

A dull ache spread through his chest.

Jenson Forrest turned his head away and shut his eyes, his brow furrowed in pain.

Justin Hughes was so scared he covered his head with his hands.

Joanna Sherman’s legs gave out from fear, and she collapsed to the ground.

Chad Jennings was just wailing incoherently.

’This is horrifying!’

’Sophia’s a lunatic!’

’Just like her mother, completely insane!’

The expected sound of a collision never came.

"Warren Collins swerved!"

Jenson Forrest exclaimed in a low voice.

Only then did the others dare to look.

Sophia’s car was stopped steadily in the middle of the road.

Warren Collins’s car had stopped almost flush against hers, the straight tire marks veering into a sharp curve!

Vincent Grant had seen it all from start to finish.

So he had seen clearly that a split second before impact, Warren Collins’s car had swerved violently away.

The two vehicles had scraped past each other, almost touching.

Throwing off a shower of blinding sparks!

’If Warren Collins hadn’t swerved... Sophia would be nothing but a mangled corpse right now.’

’How dare she!’

"You win." Warren Collins jumped out of his car and looked at Sophia, his eyes dark and deep.

No one had ever been more reckless with their life than him.

This girl was the first.

"I’ll have my lawyer contact you to sign the contract!"

Warren Collins got into another car and left.

’Finally... I saved it.’

Only then did Sophia feel her legs turn to jelly, as useless as two strips of cloth, completely devoid of strength.

She shakily got out of the car, but collapsed the moment she took a step.

An arm snaked tightly around her waist.

Her own arm was gripped firmly.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Vincent Grant had never been this furious.

His chest was heaving.

The pain was so intense it was numbing.

"If Warren Collins hadn’t changed his mind, do you have any idea what would have happened to you?"

His voice was trembling too.

SLAP!

A sharp slap was his only answer.

Even though she could barely stand, Sophia stubbornly broke free from his grasp.

She leaned against the car for support.

Justin Hughes ran over. "What is wrong with you? Vincent actually cares enough to check on you, and you’re being ungrateful!"

Sophia looked at Vincent Grant, a boundless mockery playing on her lips.

’What is there to be grateful for?’

’He’s the one who forced me and my uncle into a dead end.’

’He’s the reason I had to risk my life for the company my mother left behind.’

’And he can’t even take a single slap?’

’Who does he think he is?’

Sophia pulled her hand back. "Care? Is driving someone to their death what you call caring? What kind of twisted logic is that!

She looked at Vincent Grant in disgust. "You just asked me what would have happened if Warren Collins hadn’t changed his mind. Obviously, I would have been a bloody pulp."

"Isn’t that exactly what you wanted to see?"

She got back in her car without sparing Vincent another glance.

She stepped on the gas and drove away.

Sophia had no time to wallow in self-pity, not even a moment to recover from the shock.

She rushed to the hospital.

June Evans and Leah Evans had already met up.

"How is... Uncle?"

June Evans was utterly terrified today. Her eyes were red and swollen, her spirits were low, and she couldn’t speak.

Leah Evans sighed. "He has three broken ribs."

"That’s not even the worst of it. The most serious injury is to his head; he lost a lot of blood. He fell into a coma on the way here and still hasn’t woken up."

"The doctor said they’re not sure if there will be any lasting effects. We won’t know anything until he wakes up."

Leah Evans looked worriedly at June Evans, who was sitting by the hospital bed.

June gently caressed Yancy Shaw’s bandaged forehead. When her fingers brushed over the blood-soaked area, tears streamed down her face.

"What did he ever do wrong? Why would they do this to him?"

Hearing June’s words felt like a knife twisting in Sophia’s heart.

Leah gently pulled her aside. "My sister isn’t blaming you. You mustn’t take all the responsibility on yourself."

"I know."

She knew June’s character better than anyone.

She also wanted to ask: why do good people have to be bullied to this extent?

"Lily, you should go home for now."

After some time, June turned to look at Leah.

"Help me look after the old madam. Don’t let her know your brother-in-law was injured."

No one dared to tell her something this serious, fearing she wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Leah knew someone was needed at home, so she nodded. "Okay, sis. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of things at home."

"Mm."

After Leah left, Sophia walked over to June Evans.

"I’m sorry, Auntie."

June looked at her.

There was no resentment in her gaze.

"Sophia, even if your uncle had died today, I wouldn’t blame you."

"You’re only doing what your uncle has always wanted to do."

"Neither I nor your uncle would ever blame you for causing trouble for the Shermans and getting targeted by them in retaliation."

"If we hate anything, it’s that wicked people always have someone protecting them!"

June’s eyes were bloodshot.

Her fists were clenched tightly.

Such hatred!

Such resentment!

Sophia’s heart ached so much she could barely breathe.

"Auntie, this matter... it isn’t over!"

If wicked people are always rewarded in this world, then where is the justice!

"What are you going to do?" June asked, a little worried.

She wasn’t afraid of the trouble it might bring her, but that Sophia would be the one to get hurt.

Sophia gave her a reassuring look. "Don’t worry. I have a plan."