?Chapter 2340


    A bone-chilling cold surged through Justin''s chest.


    Facing the gun, there was only a thought that shot through Justin''s mind-no matter what, he had to survive and find Be!


    Normally, Justin kept a gun hidden under his car seat, but in his haste, he had taken a different car, one without any hidden weapon.


    But after a brief sh of panic, Justin''s military instincts kicked in, and he reacted instantly, jerking the steering wheel to m the side of his car into Jace''s vehicle with full force.


    The ck sports car''s headlight shattered, skidding wildly across the snowy road.


    A proud man by nature, Jace turnedpetitive with a fierce desire to win, causing him to pull the trigger. Bang-!


    A bullet sliced through the icy air, shattering the car window.


    From the beginning, Jace had not intended to kill Justin.


    His instructions from the Boss were clear, to stop Justin from meeting Be. Grant did not say to kill Justin.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    The bullet tore through Justin''s arm, sending blood spraying across the car window.


    His handsome features paled, and a muffled groan slipped out. But Justin clenched the steering wheel tightly, his foot still pressed firmly on the elerator, refusing to slow down.


    No matter what chaos unfolded or whether the world turned upside down, Justin would not hesitate to look for Be.


    It seemed that the fire in Justin''s heart had been rekindled, fueling a powerful drive within him.


    Witnessing Justin''s unwavering determination, even in the face of a gun, Jace felt a pang in his chest before his expression hardened.


    Jace leaned out the window and unloaded three shots at the car''s tires.


    The shrill sound of screeching tires pierced the chilly night as the sports car''s tire burst, causing the vehicle to spin wildly on the deserted highway before crashing with a thunderous impact into the mountainside.


    Fortunately, the blizzard had cleared the road. Otherwise, the oue could have been much more disastrous.


    The wrecked car''s mangled front sent smoke billowing from the crumpled hood, with shattered ss scattered across the ground.


    Jace''s face was cast in darkness, cold as ice, his eyes gleaming with the deadly gaze of a hunter. His ck leather boots crunched over the jagged shards as he approached step by step.


    Suddenly, the car door swung open.


    Jace narrowed his eyes, swiftly lifting his gun.


    The next moment, Justin stumbled out of the car with blood trickling down his forehead, soaking his hair and trailing down his battered face.


    Blood dripped along his jawline, sttering silently onto the road.


    An agonizing, searing pain ripped through Justin, an unceasing torrent threatening to tear him apart from within. But his willpower kept him standing. Among all of Savrow, who else could endure this?


    "Stop," Jace said coldly as he pointed his gun at Justin''s blood streaked face.


    Yet Justin acted as if he did not hear, taking a step forward.


    His eyes were resolute, fierce, and unyielding.


    At this moment, on the brink of life and death, the world seemned to pale inparison to the determination in his gaze.


    "Justin, don''t you understand English?!" Jace clenched his jaw, brows sharp with menace. "I told you to stop!" Blood blurred Justin''s vision, but not a trace of fear showed in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if scorched by mmes. "I''m going to see Be, and you can''t stop me."


    "If I can''t, then how about this?" Jace flicked the safety of his gun, the sound of a promise of danger.


    All it would take was a pull on the trigger, and Justin would definitely die here.


    "Are you going to kill me?" Justin locked eyes with Jace, his gaze unwavering. "What do you think?"


    "You won''t."


    Jace''s lips curved in a cold sneer. "Oh? Where does that confidencee from?"


    "Along the way, you had countless chances to put a bullet in my head, but you didn''t." Justin''s bloodshot eyes squeezed shut for a moment before reopening, his words clear and deliberate. "Your goal is only to stop me from reaching Be, isn''t it?"


    Jace''s gaze locked on his. "If you already know that, then don''t force me to do something harsh, Mr. Salvador." "Back at Rose Ind, you stopped us from rescuing Be under Christopher''s orders... Now that he''s dead, we can forget that happened. But who''s the one pulling your strings this time, trying to stop me?" Justin let out a breath of cold air, suppressing the pain.


    "No one sent me. I simply can''t stand the sight of you. I think you''re unworthy to face Ms. Thompson again." Jace''s mouth quivered with cold mockery. "There''s someone more suited to be with Ms. Thompson than you. It''s over between you. She doesn''t need you anymore."


    Justin''s dark eyes grew colder, his voice deep. "Who is more suited then? Grant, perhaps?"


    Justin could feel the weight of the words weighing on his heart as they escaped his lips.


    Unexpectedly, the words affected Jace directly. His eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed firmly together.