Even though they were driving fast, the cars behind them were keeping up.

Hazel frowned and became more worried when she continued to hear gunshots.

"Sweetheart?" Simon shouted.

Hazel was certainly not going to respond to him calling her sweetheart.

Simon smiled without much care. "Ignore me? Then I will be angry. When I am angry, I want to kill someone!"

Hazel’s lips were twitching. Did the bastard think that she could be scared of him?

There was another sound of a gunshot hitting the rear ...