Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1754

Chapter 1754: Gone

Meanwhile...

Shawn looked back at the backseat. Penny was still unconscious, which wasn’t surprising. After all, the shot he gave her was a strong dosage meant to keep her down.

Letting out a deep breath, he faced forward.

"She has shadow guards around," he said. "They’ll definitely follow us. I barely bought enough time before they catch up."

The driver remained silent, calm even as their speed steadily increased. "I already see one behind us."

"Don’t bother with them," Shawn said. "Just try to lose them. They won’t do anything but follow."

He paused, glancing at the side mirror. "They won’t risk hurting her in a chase."

Just as planned. It was the reason why, even after Penny gave him the code, he still took her. If he hadn’t, her men would’ve pursued them to the ends of the earth—and it wouldn’t just be a deadly chase. Gunfire could erupt while they were still on the road.

"A confrontation with them isn’t part of the plan," Shawn added. "Just keep driving. I’ll handle it if they get too close."

The driver gave no reply, focusing solely on the road.

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Several cars behind, Mark swerved across lanes, earning blaring honks from other drivers on the highway—but he didn’t care. His eyes were locked on the black sedan several cars ahead. He couldn’t afford to lose it.

Teddy, still holding his breath, was practically fused to his seat. His heart leaped every time Mark changed lanes. It was reckless, but necessary.

"That’s their car!" he shouted, pointing. "I know it—I memorized it."

Mark didn’t answer, already zeroed in on the vehicle.

"Say, Teddy... what’s going on?"

"I don’t know." Teddy shook his head. "Honestly, I’m just as confused. I—I—"

He pinched the bridge of his nose, rattled and overwhelmed. "All I was trying to do was go back and help Shawn finish his task. He said he was staying behind for that. But when I came back, I..."

"God, I don’t even know," he muttered, distressed. "I just saw Miss Penny and Shawn together, and he was holding a gun to her back. Like she was some kind of hostage."

Mark’s face remained unreadable, eyes fixed ahead. He didn’t close in, choosing to maintain a careful distance from the other vehicle.

"How come he didn’t see you?" he asked, his tone cold and laced with suspicion.

"I hid!" Teddy snapped, ignoring the undertone. "When I came back to the office, Miss Penny gave me this look—an angry one—so I just... instinctively hid. If I hadn’t, Shawn would’ve spotted me."

And honestly, Teddy didn’t even want to imagine what would’ve happened if he had been caught.

"But what I do know is that Miss Penny is in that car!" he insisted, jabbing a finger toward the windshield. "I’m sure of it!"

Mark said nothing, continuing to tail the vehicle. Meanwhile, Teddy ran his hands through his hair, visibly distressed.

It had been a long time since Teddy had felt this kind of panic. He could barely keep it together. This was someone’s life they were talking about—Penny’s life. And not seeing even her shadow in the car only made his mind race to the worst conclusions.

"Right!" Teddy suddenly exclaimed, pulling out his phone. "I need to call the police!"

"Don’t bother."

"Huh?" Confused, Teddy looked up at Mark. "What do you mean?"

DING!

Stopping a step away, he darted his eyes between the two. Then, with a small smile creeping onto his face, he squinted.

"I don’t know you."

The guards just stared. Then, they exchanged a glance and moved.

One reached for Slater, while the other drew a gun.

But before either could act, Slater disarmed the one drawing the gun in a single move. A sharp kick to the gut followed. Then—

Click.

The safety on the pistol clicked as he pointed it at the second man.

"One more move, and I’ll shoot you in the face," he warned coldly.

A chilling frost coated his gaze.

Without hesitation, he slammed the pistol’s handle against the man’s neck, knocking him out. At the same time, the one he’d kicked scrambled to run away.

BANG!

"Urgh!" The man fell on his stomach, his leg bleeding.

Meanwhile, Slater stayed in his spot with a heart already hammering against his chest. He hadn’t checked yet, but he had a terrible feeling about this. And so, without waiting, he rushed to the private ward of Jonathan, only to see it... empty.

Jonathan was gone.