Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 441

The highway leading from Northveil City to the airport included a dangerous stretch of road that spiraled along the edge of a steep, towering cliff.

Linton was on a call as he drove.

He had his sharp brows knitted tightly, his tone serious as he spoke to the person on the other end.

"I'm on my way to the airport now. I should arrive in Solmere City by midnight."

"Right… After I land, I'll go straight to meet…"

Linton didn't get to finish his sentence.

Suddenly, he heard the roar of a car engine behind him. In moments, a nondescript white sedan pulled up, driving parallel to his black Maybach.

Linton's fingers tightened on his phone. He frowned deeply as a sudden, sharp unease pricked at him—a terrible premonition.

His face hardened. "Hold on, something's come up…" he said into the phone.

The stretch of highway was quiet. Aside from him and the driver of the white car, there was no other traffic. The mountain road was remote and desolate.

Linton didn't even have time to hang up.

A soft *thwip* sound broke the silence.

A silenced bullet shot straight for him, whistling sharply through the air.

Linton's dark eyes constricted. His expression turned grim as he yanked the steering wheel hard, barely managing to dodge the shot.

With a sharp *zing*, the bullet grazed the car's metal frame, ricocheting off and leaving a small dent.

Linton's heart pounded in his chest. His face was grim as he steadied the wheel. He threw a cold glance to his side and saw that the white car had slowed to match his speed again.

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