Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 496 Let’s Die Together

Chapter 496: Chapter 496 Let’s Die Together

"Uh..."

Yvette was strangled so tightly that she couldn’t speak. She could only hold the steering wheel with one hand and pull the two hands that were wrapped around her neck with the other hand.

However, Yazmin was so strong that Yvette couldn’t break free with both hands, not to mention that Yvette could only use one hand now.

Her face turned from red to pale and gradually began to turn purple.

The man in the black luxury car next to them saw the thrilling situation and decisively ordered.

"Hit it!"

Frankie almost thought that he had heard wrong. After a few seconds, he asked, "Mr. Wolseley... What do you say?"

Lance drew his gaze back, and he clearly ordered, "Drive at a low speed of 70 miles per hour, then increase the speed, and hit the left rear end of the car."

Frankie heard it clearly this time and understood what Lance meant.

If he didn’t hit their car, that crazy woman would probably strangle Yvette to death.

Frankie lowered the speed and then increased the speed. The arrogant sound of the luxury car’s engine attracted Yvette’s attention.

Although Yvette was strangled and couldn’t breathe, Yazmin’s hand movements were not so stable because of the high-speed driving.

Yvette deliberately made a quick turn, and Yazmin’s hand tilted.

Even if Yazmin’s hand had not loosened, it was much better than before.

In a panic, Yvette pressed down the window and made a stop gesture.

Just as Frankie was about to crash into the car, Lance called out, "Stop!"

The brakes were squealing.

Frankie hurriedly stepped on the brakes, forcing the car to slow down.

Lance saw that something was wrong. Yvette’s hand gesture seemed to say that there were bombs in the car.

He became a little nervous and ordered in a low voice, "Speed up. Move side by side."

After catching up with the SUV, they finally heard Yvette say the word "bomb".

There were indeed bombs in the car.

They couldn’t hit the car.

Yazmin was still frantically strangling Yvette, and Lance immediately made a judgment. "Get close to their car."

Frankie controlled the direction to keep the car close to the black SUV. At the same time, he tried his best not to let the car hit the black car.

Such a precise action made his palms sweaty.

Crash!

Lance took out a window breaker and hit the black car’s rear window.

The broken glass scattered, and many splashed onto Yazmin, creating large and small hurts.

However, Yazmin seemed to not feel any pain and still held Yvette tightly.

Seeing that Yvette’s face was becoming paler and paler, Lance could not wait any longer.

He reached out his hand. "Give me the connector."

Frankie took out something similar to a USB and handed it to Lance.

Lance raised his eyes and looked out the window. He said in a low voice, "When I said ’right’, you turned the steering wheel to the right."

Frankie still did not understand.

The next second, Frankie saw Lance stretch out his arm and grab the back window of the SUV.

Frankie’s expression changed greatly. Only now did he know what Lance was going to do.

There were still many pieces of broken glass on the window, which had not been cleaned up. Lance’s palm was bleeding.

Frankie could not help but exclaim, "Mr. Wolseley, it’s dangerous!"

Lance raised his brows sharply, and his gaze was firm as he said, "Right!"

Frankie heard it clearly. Half of Lance’s body had already leaned out of the car. Frankie could not hesitate.

Frankie was covered in sweat. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, and the car drove to the right.

Buzz!

The tires rolled on the ground, making a long noise.

Lance held the car window with one hand and reached into the car with the other hand, grabbing Yazmin.

The black SUV was still driving and could not stop at all.

However, while the car was driving at a fast speed, Lance’s two long legs were still slightly arched, maintaining a state of leaving the ground.

Otherwise, he would be thrown to the ground and bleeding.

Yvette was still strangled by Yazmin. Yvette’s brain was short of oxygen, and her thoughts were blurred, but her hand had not left the steering wheel.

Yvette remembered clearly...

She couldn’t loosen her hand!

Lance had already come. As long as Yvette held on, he would save her.

For Isabel and Lance, she had to hold on.

Yazmin turned her head and saw the magnified handsome face of Lance. Of course, she did not ignore the hatred in Lance’s eyes.

"Let her go!"

The huge wind speed and resistance made it impossible for him to speak normally.

Lance said word by word, "Let ... her ... go..."

Yazmin’s eyes instantly turned red as she said fiercely, "Lance, you are finally here!"

Lance was very strong. He did not waste any time talking to Yazmin and tried his best to drag Yazmin out with him.

Yazmin was forced to loosen her hand, and a series of coughs came from the front seat.

Yvette coughed heavily, but she still held onto the steering wheel tightly and never let it go.

Lance’s furrowed brows finally relaxed a little.

The next moment, Yazmin took a syringe out of nowhere.

Seeing Lance’s sudden change in expression, Yazmin raised her head and laughed. "Lance, do you know what it is?"

Lance’s eyes were solemn and filled with coldness.

"Last time, I was going to give her an injection, but you stopped me."

Yazmin smiled strangely. "This time, I won’t fail again."

Yazmin’s mission was to give Yvette an injection. Juliette was indeed very good at controlling people.

Even if there were no benefits to this kind of task, Yazmin would still do it.

Even if Yazmin had to die, she had to drag Yvette along with her.

Yvette’s brain was short of oxygen and had not fully recovered yet, so she had no idea what they were talking about behind her.

Yvette bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to wake up, trying to use various methods to slow down the speed, but it was useless.

This car had long been modified and could not stop at all.

Lance watched as Yazmin picked up the syringe and stabbed it into Yvette’s neck.

In a moment of desperation, Lance suddenly shouted, "Yazmin, stop!"

It had been a long time since he called her name last time. Yazmin stopped.

Yazmin turned her head to look at Lance. Her face was covered with blood and tears. She said ferociously, "Lance, you owe me. You owe me!"

She screamed hysterically, "I love you so much. Why don’t you love me? Why!"

Lance seized the opportunity to grab the syringe, but Yazmin smiled strangely and raised her hand to stab him.

"Since that’s the case, let’s die together!"

Yazmin said crazily, "No one can get the man that I can’t get. I won’t let Yvette and Juliette get you! They will never get your love!"

At this moment, Lance had only one choice. He can either loosen his hand or let her stab him.

He did not hesitate to choose the latter.

He knew what this choice meant.

No matter what happened, he would not give up Yvette.

Just as Yazmin was injected, Lance reached out and grabbed the handle of the car, pulling it quickly.

The car door opened with a bang.

Yazmin was unprepared, and her entire body fell out.

Bang!

She was fiercely thrown to the ground.

Frankie’s car had been following along. Seeing this scene, he immediately stopped the car to check.

The extremely fast speed caused half of Yazmin’s face to be smashed.

She was lying on the ground, no longer breathing. She looked completely dead.

Frankie did not sympathize with her at all. She deserved it.

Frankie dragged her to the side of the road, called the police, reported the location, and then continued to chase the car in the front.

The front car was still in danger.

Lance swayed along with the car door, and his whole body was almost suspended in the air. It was extremely dangerous.

"Lance!" Yvette exclaimed.

She was pulled by the seat belt and could only observe Lance through the rearview mirror.

"It’s fine."

Lance was still comforting her in a low voice.

There were only 15 minutes left in the countdown on the big screen.

Yvette burst into tears. "I can’t stop it. I can’t stop it. You can jump off the car..."

She wiped her tears and said, "Lance, when we pass by the field, you can jump off the car."