Chapter 167 Facing Death

Nathaniel's heart clenched as a cold wave of dread swept through him. He didn't want to believe it, but deep down, he knew. If Celeste found herself backed into a corner, she wouldn't hesitate to take drastic action. She was strong—stronger than anyone gave her credit for—but also relentless. If things went south, she'd make sure she took Silas with her, no matter the cost. "We need to move. Now!" Nathaniel's voice was raw, urgent. He grabbed Arlo by the collar, yanking him toward the car. "Get in. Drive like hell!" L watched the frenzied scene unfold, quickly turning to his team. "You heard him. Follow them. Clear the roads ahead and take the fastest route—no delays." "Yes, sir!" Within seconds, several cars roared to life, speeding away from the riverbank, tires screeching as they raced toward their destination. Inside the car, tension crackled between Nathaniel and Arlo like a live wire. Arlo wasn't holding anything back. "If anything happens to her, it's on you!" Arlo spat,