Chapter 242

The roar of an engine shattered the street's quiet.

A pitch-black motorcycle stood out sharply in traffic. The rider was clad in black leather from head to toe, even the helmet a dull, matte shade.

Felix Roland narrowed his eyes. "That bike is tailing Sophia."

Ethan Roscente's gaze turned razor-sharp.

"Follow them."

Felix jerked the steering wheel. Tires screeched against asphalt.

Sophia Lowell's silver Volvo raced ahead. Her knuckles whitened around the wheel as she checked the rearview mirror. The black motorcycle clung to her like a shadow.

The light turned red.

The Volvo rolled to a stop. The motorcycle brazenly halted behind her. The rider lifted a phone and snapped multiple shots of her license plate.

Felix watched from the adjacent lane. "Photographing her? That's suspicious."

Ethan's jaw clenched, his eyes glinting like steel.

The light turned green.

Sophia suddenly accelerated. The silver car shot through the intersection like an arrow. Felix was caught off guard, trapped by the red light.

"Damn it!"

The black motorcycle blasted through the red light without hesitation.

Ethan's expression darkened. "Get out."

Before Felix could react, his seatbelt was ripped open. A sharp kick sent him tumbling onto the pavement.

"Ethan, you son of a—"

The black sports car vanished in a cloud of exhaust.

Ethan floored the accelerator. The speedometer needle swung violently to the right.

As he rounded the corner, a heart-stopping scene unfolded—

The black motorcycle suddenly surged forward, ramming hard into the Volvo's rear.

BANG!

The deafening crash of metal echoed down the street.

The silver car lurched violently, tires leaving long black streaks. Airbags exploded from the dashboard.

At the last second, Sophia twisted sideways to shield her abdomen, barely avoiding the airbag's impact.