Chapter 748

Mia Truman was stunned.

She whipped her head around to look at Sebastian Truman.

Sebastian also caught sight of the van relentlessly pursuing them in the rearview mirror, his brow furrowing even tighter.

He knew that even if Evelyn Ross caught up, it wouldn't change anything.

At this speed, with the brakes failing and a sharp curve ahead, it was a death trap.

He frantically stomped on the brake pedal, trying to elicit any response.

Nothing.

Sebastian took a deep breath, his gaze fixed intently on the road ahead.

The sports car's speed was still climbing, about to break three hundred miles per hour.

On this road surface, at this speed, any bump could send the car spinning out of control.

Even more deadly—

Not far ahead, a series of sharp curves awaited them.

At their current speed, making those turns was impossible.

He gritted his teeth, trying the handbrake. Still useless.

Just then, Mia cried out, "She's catching up!"

Sebastian was startled, quickly glancing at the rearview mirror.

The black van had indeed closed the distance, getting closer and closer…

At this speed…

Sebastian's brow remained tightly knit.

Mia's car was a convertible. Evelyn soon pulled up alongside them.

The passenger window rolled down, revealing Evelyn's face.

Mia's voice trembled with urgency. "Why are you chasing us?"

Evelyn asked calmly, "What's wrong with the car?"

"The brakes are gone!"

"Have you tried engine braking with the handbrake?"

Mia nodded repeatedly. "We tried that ages ago! It's useless!"

Evelyn looked ahead.

The road was flat. The curves had guardrails on both sides. There was no terrain to use for slowing down.

Seeing her silence, Mia couldn't help but shout, "Just leave us! The car's going so fast, it could flip any second!"

Evelyn spoke again. "Why did the brakes fail?"

She had chased them for two reasons: to save them, and to find out if the sports car had been tampered with.

Was the Sterling Family's prophecy man-made, or was it something else?

Mia was almost crying. "What's the point of asking that now?"

Evelyn's tone was firm. "It's important."

Mia was about to retort when Sebastian calmly interjected. "We'd need to stop and inspect to know for sure. But…"

His voice was low. "Miss Ross, I'm afraid you'll never get the chance to find out. At this speed hitting that curve ahead, the car will crash into the building. Totaled."

He understood Evelyn's intent.

Even he, who never believed in such things, couldn't help but doubt, looking at the out-of-control car—

Was the Sterling Family's prophecy actually true?

The prophecy said if Evelyn didn't stop him, he'd have a car accident on the road.

Evelyn had stopped him, so the car malfunctioned…

This wasn't a prophecy. It was a curse. A script straight out of a horror movie.

Even if you avoided the original path, you still paid with your life.

Seeing that Sebastian understood, Evelyn spoke immediately. "Mr. Truman, I don't believe in that. There's a reason for this. Stay calm. Hold the wheel steady. Wait for rescue!"

At this speed, the slightest mistake with the steering wheel meant instant death.

Sebastian didn't speak, his hands gripping the wheel firmly.

Mia, however, burst into tears. "Rescue? What rescue? Sob… Who did I offend today? How did this happen…"

Sebastian said, "Quiet."

Mia's sobs hitched.

Evelyn looked at her, her voice clear. "Little sister, don't be afraid. I'll save you."

With that, she rolled up her window.

With the glass up, reducing wind resistance, she could better control her speed.

Mia was stunned, staring blankly at Sebastian. "Big brother, what did she just say? She'll save us? How is that possible?"

Sebastian also couldn't help but glance over, but immediately looked back ahead.

He said gravely, "There's no time."

Only a kilometer remained to the sharp curve ahead.

At this speed, rescue was impossible.

As he thought this, a sharp screech of tires came from beside them.

The van suddenly accelerated, instantly pulling ahead of them!

Sebastian was shocked by the maneuver.

Mia was dumbfounded. "That move… How did she do that? This isn't even a sports car! How did she control the speed so precisely to pass? But even if she's ahead, how can she save us?"

No sooner had she spoken than they saw Evelyn control the van, change lanes, and position it directly across their path!

"Ahhh! We're going to crash!"

Mia screamed.

Bang—

The sports car collided with the rear of the van.

But Evelyn controlled the speed. The two vehicles merely made contact, not a violent collision.

Then, Evelyn began to gently apply the brakes.

The van, towing the sports car, gradually slowed their speed.

They were saved!