Inside the car, Maya Spencer pressed the accelerator to the floor, wishing she could appear in front of Liam Spencer the next second and unleash all of her anger.
Thinking about the innocent child, who had co only to exact revenge on Grace and left quietly, Maya’s hands on the steering wheel trembled.
These days, she had been hoping that he was unaware, that he cared for the child.
But when she imagined Liam wanting her to give birth only to treat the child as Grace’s and mistreat it, her whole body shivered with cold.
At this mont, Liam was nothing but a monster in her mind, blinded by hatred, eager to vent his frustrations on her, torturing her so cruelly, pretending to be kind just to later abandon her so harshly, just like Grace did to him back then.
However, when the car reached Owen Clan Group’s underground parking lot, she suddenly felt a wave of timidity, sitting in the car foolishly, not knowing what to do.
She thought, if she went to find Liam now, what would she say to him? Should she ask why he treated her as Grace and used her as a punching bag?
Now, all of it had beco aningless because she had already told him yesterday that it was over, that she wouldn’t play this role anymore.
Whether being used or replaced didn’t matter anymore.
Even if she questioned him, even if she beat him, would her anger really dissipate? Besides, when it ca to physical strength, she was no match for Liam.
Thus, she sat in the car, pondering how she could achieve balance in her heart and ensure Liam received his due punishnt?
anwhile, in the chairman’s office, the door was knocked again.
Just as Liam said to co in, Elijah Reed hurriedly pushed the door open and said, "Boss, Miss Spencer has arrived."
"Maya has co?" Hearing that Maya had arrived, Liam promptly stood up from his desk.
Clearly, he was surprised—more accurately, he was delighted.
He wondered if Maya had thought it over since yesterday and believed the marriage topic was reliable enough to co to the company to discuss it with him.
Thinking about this made Liam extrely excited.
"Yes, Miss Spencer is in the underground parking lot and has been there for a long ti but hasn’t co up. It’s unknown what’s going on," Elijah initially thought of going to knock on Maya’s car window to ask what was happening.
Yet, fearing that his sudden approach would disturb Maya or scare her away, he quickly ca to report to Liam so he could go down to find Maya himself.
Listening to Elijah’s report, Liam imdiately rushed out toward the doorway.
He thought Maya was just being shy and was too embarrassed to co up.
Since she was willing to co to Owen Clan Group, how could Liam not give her this gesture? Naturally, he would go to the underground parking lot to greet her personally.
At the parking lot entrance, as Liam exited the elevator and walked toward the parking area, he saw Maya’s vehicle slowly starting, preparing to drive towards the exit.
Liam took a deep breath and quickly walked to the traffic lane, blocking her car.
About 15 ters apart, Maya saw the man standing not far away from inside the car. She took a deep breath, staring straight at him, her anger even fiercer than before.
But she had no intention of getting out of the car, unwilling to engage in any further argunt with him.
Thus, she suddenly pressed down on the accelerator hard, charging towards him rapidly.
At this mont, she truly had the impulse to hit Liam dead.
Not far away, Liam watched as the girl suddenly accelerated, his brow furrowing. Seeing her speed, it was obvious she wasn’t there to talk about marriage but was driven by anger.
Liam watched the approaching vehicle, having no intention of leaving, standing still, betting she didn’t have the guts to hit him.
Even if she really hit him, he accepted it—if it would bring her inner comfort, he accepted it, despite not being willing for Maya to take his life.
At this critical mont, where timing was extrely precious, if Maya delayed half a second in pressing the brake, Liam might lose his life; if Liam still didn’t flee, he might truly be crushed beneath her car wheels.
Inside the car, Maya looked at the unmoving man, realizing she was rely a tool for him to vent dissatisfaction with another woman.
Unable to suppress the rage within her, she held her breath, pressed the accelerator to the floor, and charged towards him.
"Squeal... screech..." At the mont when the man and car were near a collision, the parking lot echoed with a deafening sound, exceptionally grating.
Maya tightly closed her eyes, biting her lips, the sound of the tires rubbing against the pavent reverberating in her mind.
Next, she slled the burnt sll of brake pads.
With closed eyes, taking deep breaths, swallowing hard, she then opened her eyes, placed her right hand on the gear shift, pulling it backward, quickly reversing, and making a sharp turn to head toward another exit.
Instantly, the parking lot was extrely quiet, with only the sound from Maya’s car echoing.
Liam stood there, watching Maya’s car leave, his body feeling lifeless, without any sensation.
At the final critical mont of man and car collision, Maya lost, suddenly hitting the brake, halting the car.
The instant the car abruptly stopped, the distance between Liam and the license plate fra was rely a centiter apart.
If Maya had been 0.01 seconds late, if any small defect had occurred in braking, he might never see tomorrow’s sunlight again—what made him sad was that Maya truly wanted his life.
Though she ultimately stopped at the last mont, Liam still felt anguished to the point of dying.
While he had once had the urge to strangle her, he had never acted so extrely, like she had stopped at the last possible mont.
At that mont, he seed to see a future with Maya shrouded in darkness, with no possibilities left.
On the way back, Maya experienced a blank mind, as though driving to hit Liam was just a dream.
Yet the story Lydia Jones told her was vivid in her mory.
The slight favor she had accumulated for Liam in recent days vanished within 48 hours, to the extent she hated him even more than three years ago.
It was then Maya realized, perhaps back then, heaven didn’t want to keep that child, and maybe it was his fortune.
Because now, only she was suffering—if the baby were born, it would be both of them being tortured.
After her emotions cald, Maya promptly took out her phone and dialed Kinsley Spencer’s number, arranging to et him.
Though she hadn’t taken Liam’s life, she wouldn’t give up easily, not letting him tornt her for years without paying any price.
In the café, Kinsley looked at Maya’s stern face, helplessly shook his head, and extended his right hand to rub her head, asking, "Still upset about the engagent affair?"
"Brother, let’s get married!"
"Maya, don’t ss around!" Facing Maya’s antics, Kinsley was very serious.
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