Reborn To Ruin Her Rivals - Chapter 73: Chapter 73

With all these bodyguards, Lucas thought, 'Who'd be dumb enough to try anything?'
"We need to get out of here now. There's definitely someone lurking in the shadows," Lucas said with controlled calmness, analyzing the situation.
"Get in the car, now! Hurry!" Arielle urged, her instincts screaming that danger was near.
In wordless sync, they headed for the backup car.
Just as they were about to reach for the car door handle, suddenly, the rapid thud of footsteps echoed from all directions.
A group of burly men, armed with metal pipes and bats, swarmed out from the surrounding shadows.
Lucas had eight bodyguards, but the attackers numbered a full twenty.
The bodyguards shielded Lucas and Arielle behind them. "Mr. Walter," one of the bodyguards yelled, "you two need to leave now! We'll handle this!"
Without hesitation, Lucas grabbed Arielle and headed for the car.
As Lucas reached for the car door, he realized it wouldn't budge.
He tugged again, but it still wouldn't move.
'Locked?' he thought, anger flaring inside him.
Furious, he raised his foot and kicked the door hard.
The door shook under the heavy impact, but it remained firmly shut.
"It's no use," Arielle hissed, leaning in. "There's a traitor in your team."
At those words, Lucas's pupils contracted sharply.
He glanced at the locked car door, now it all clicked.
'So that's how it is,' he realized.
Lucas stared at Arielle in stunned admiration, thinking, 'How is she this sharp? If it weren't for her tonight, I'd probably be done for.'
"We're probably surrounded now. Too many of them, this is bad. Phones are dead. I'll cover you. When I say go, run," Lucas said grimly, his eyes locked on the figures closing in.
Lucas was fully aware of the danger, yet remained composed. The future heir of the Walter family wasn't just for show.
They had no idea who they were up against. Their only option was to get out of here fast.
They had no time to react.
Without a word, the attackers sprang into action.
They all brandished their weapons.
With a menacing roar, they charged straight at Lucas and Arielle.
"Hit 'em hard, boys!" the leader barked.
Instantly, the night erupted with battle cries, thundering footsteps, and the clash of steel.
Lucas and Arielle joined their bodyguards in the fray.
Fists cut through the air with lightning speed, as they exchanged fierce blows with their attackers in a back-and-forth fight.
Arielle moved with lightning speed, delivering a crushing punch to her opponent's head that left Lucas utterly dumbfounded.
These guys were no ordinary thugs. They were all highly trained professionals.
Their attacks were ruthless and precise.
Every move went straight for the kill.
This was Lucas's first assassination attempt, he was still in shock.
'Who the hell did I piss off to deserve this?' he wondered, a chill running down his spine.
The attackers weren't holding back, clearly aiming to wipe us out.
Arielle faced the onslaught head-on, her gaze razor-sharp. With crisp, precise movements, she slipped past every attack, dodging each strike with practiced, lethal grace.
Seeing that they still couldn't subdue Arielle, the attackers exchanged a quick glance.
Immediately, half of them broke off and charged forward, sprinting ahead at full speed.
The rest continued to engage Arielle and Lucas in fierce combat.
Within seconds, a sudden, piercing roar of engines erupted from behind.
Blinding high beams flared forward.
Arielle's heart skipped a beat.
'Damn it!' she thought.
"Get in the car, now!" Arielle shouted, grabbing Lucas by the arm.
Without hesitation, she pulled him and they sprinted toward the bodyguard vehicle parked ahead.
It was clear that the other driver intended to ram them with the car.
Just as they turned, Arielle whirled around with lightning speed, her fist connecting hard with one of Lucas's bodyguards and sending him crashing to the ground.
Lucas yelled, "He's on our side!"
"Traitor," Arielle snapped.
A strangled cry escaped Lucas's throat.
With no time to react, he could only match Arielle's frantic pace as they dashed forward.
In mere seconds, Arielle and Lucas had sprinted to the car.
All she could do now was pray, 'Please, just let the bodyguard's car door up ahead open smoothly.'
Arielle yanked the car door handle with every ounce of strength she had.
'Thank God!' she thought.
The door finally swung open.
Without hesitation, Arielle and Lucas scrambled into the car and quickly locked the doors.
The pursuing car stayed hot on their tail.
Once inside the car, Lucas realized they'd taken the wrong seats. Arielle was behind the wheel.
'Shit, she's just a student, she can't even drive!' he thought, panic rising in his chest.
Just as Lucas was about to suggest switching seats, Arielle's voice cut in, "Hold on tight!"
Before he could react, she floored the accelerator and the car shot forward, tires screeching.
"Holy shit! You trying to get us killed?" Lucas gasped as the car shot forward at breakneck speed.
He thought, 'This is basically suicide!
'Way too fucking fast!'
The pursuing vehicles closed in on them.
Lucas glanced back and roared in fury. "Which son of a bitch is behind this? I'll make sure to kill him!"
A heart-stopping, life-or-death chase was unfolding at breakneck speed on the road.
Just then, one of the enemy cars roared toward them.
With unstoppable force, it slammed into their vehicle.
The deafening crash tore through the silent night.
The massive impact sent both of them lurching violently to one side, instantly throwing their bodies off balance.
Only their fastened seatbelts kept them from being hurled through the windshield by the brutal collision.
'They're trying to ram us off the road!' Lucas thought, his mind reeling with shock. 'Who the hell do these bastards think they are?'
Arielle stayed silent, her only focus was losing their tail.
With constant lane-swerving, the tires screeched against the asphalt.
Arielle checked the rearview mirror, a car from the enemy was closing in fast, barely 60 feet behind them.
The farther they drove, the more desolate the road became, not a soul in sight.
Arielle thought grimly, 'They picked this place on purpose, they must have known our route.
'Lucas giving me a ride tonight was pure coincidence. For them to set up an ambush so quickly... that traitor must have tipped them off long ago.
'No, this isn't working. At this rate, they'll corner us in a dead end.'
"Hold tight!" Arielle barked. As the pursuing car closed in, she suddenly jerked the steering wheel hard, executing a sharp 180-degree fishtailing spin before charging straight at the vehicle behind them.
Lucas was dumbfounded.
'She's crazy! This is suicide, we're both going down!' he thought.
The enemy driver clearly hadn't expected Arielle's daring move. As the two cars collided, he wrenched the steering wheel violently.
A deafening crash echoed through the night.
The force of the impact sent their car careening off course, skidding straight toward the edge of the cliff.
In mere seconds, car and driver plunged over the precipice into the abyss.
There was no chance of survival.
Arielle let out a sigh of relief, her hands trembling on the steering wheel.
Lucas was in no better shape, his limbs felt like jelly.
That last moment had been incredibly perilous. One wrong move and they would have gone over the cliff.
For a split second, he was sure this was the end. 'Guess I'm about to meet Grandfather in the afterlife,' he thought.
"Are you okay, Arielle?" Lucas glanced at her, his heart still pounding. "Damn, that was way too close."
"All good. Let me check the back," Arielle said, then swung open the car door and moved to the rear to assess the situation.
Looking at how calm she was, Lucas realized he was seeing Arielle in a whole new light. She was nothing like other girls.
Decisive, bold, fearless, even reckless. When she crashed that car just now, he wondered if she even stopped to think there was someone else in the vehicle.
He thought, 'Holy shit, she's got nerves of steel! That's not how women usually act!
'These people are obviously after me. If anything happened to her, her blood would be on my hands.'
Frustrated, Lucas ran his fingers through his disheveled hair.
Finally getting a signal, Lucas immediately pulled out his phone and dialed 911 to report the incident and call for help.