Just as Lauren was about to get in, Anastasia’s driver suddenly stepped out, clutching his stomach. “Miss,” he said, looking embarrassed, “I’m suddenly not feeling well…”
Anastasia glanced at him. “In that case, you should stay here at the resort. Ms. Brennan can drive herself. Right?”
She directed the last part at Lauren, who found her tolerance for Anastasia’s antics was at an all-time high.
“Of course I can,” she said, sliding into the driver’s seat.
Before starting the engine, she pulled out her phone and sent two quick texts.
[Switched cars with Anastasia.]
[Her current license plate is…]
In the deepening twilight, two cars pulled out of the resort, one following the other.
A third car trailed behind them, keeping its distance.
Inside, the driver was Penny.
Her hands were slick with sweat as she gripped the steering wheel. She hadn’t wanted to do this, but Lauren had blackmailed her, threatening to expose her role in Winni’s miscarriage all those years ago. Lauren may have orchestrated it, but Penny was the one who had carried it out. If the Brennans investigated, they would find no trace of Lauren’s involvement. Penny would be the one to take the fall.
Lauren’s threatening messages were still on her phone.
[Lauren: What do you think the Brennans will do when they find out? You killed Winni’s child. They’ll make your life a living hell.]
[Lauren: They might even make you disappear quietly. Do you really think you can stand up to their power?]
[Lauren: But if you help me with this one last thing, I’ll bury this secret forever. No one will ever come after you.]
[Lauren: And don’t worry, I won’t let you go to prison. You’re my mother, after all. I’ve already made arrangements. The moment Anastasia is dead, someone will get you out of the country. No one will be able to touch you…]
The driver instinctively hit the brakes.
“Why are we stopping—?” Winni began.
*CRASH!*
Before Winni could finish, the car behind them suddenly accelerated, swerving past them and slamming violently into Lauren’s vehicle.
The shriek of tires, the brutal crunch of metal, and Lauren’s piercing scream filled the air. The car smashed through the guardrail and plunged over the side of the cliff.
Winni was in shock. It took her a few seconds to process what had happened before she threw open her door and scrambled out.
“Lauren!”
Penny was about to speed away when Winni’s cry stopped her cold. She whipped her head around and saw Anastasia stepping out of her own car, completely unharmed.

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