Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 1520

Chapter 1520: You saved me! and him

Since entering the highway, Penny had noticed a motorcycle speeding through the other lane. She didn’t dwell on it as she was in the middle of singing for Jonathan. But as they went back and forth, the same rider, who had already driven past them earlier, was now tailing them.

The motorcycle’s headlights were on high, reflecting off Jonathan’s side mirror. When the rider picked up speed, all the alarm bells in her head went off.

Without thinking twice, Penny pulled down a lever, saving both herself and Jonathan from impending doom.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Penny’s sudden action caught Jonathan off guard, but before he could react, three gunshots rang out. The sound was followed by the shattering of his window, glass flying inward, and some shards embedding into his skin.

“Ahh!” Jonathan shielded himself with his arm, his thumb barely clinging to the steering wheel. But with the sudden turn of events, their car started swerving into the other lane.

The screech of the tires rang in their ears painfully, prompting Jonathan to get a hold of himself. Otherwise, they might’ve survived the assault but died in a crash.

Penny kept her eyes narrowed, her teeth clenched. Since pulling Jonathan back, her legs were stuck. She peeked and saw that all of Jonathan’s window was gone.

“You…” she breathed out through clenched teeth. “… Are you dumb?! How could you not get this thing bulletproofed, considering you’re of Satan’s descent?!”

“Shut up!” he barked, nearly biting his tongue as their car screeched once. “Fuck!”

Out of panic, Jonathan gripped the steering wheel to regain control. Still leaning back and unable to see the road, he swerved into the other lane slightly.

“I can’t see!” he roared, tempted to sit up and check if he was in the right lane, or if there was a car ahead that they might crash into.

Penny, on the other hand, stretched her neck and peeked up. The rider had already passed them again.

“He’s gone,” she said, trying to sit up, but wincing as the weight on her legs pressed down again. “He’s gone, so get up! You’re heavy, and fuck—he’s back.”

“Fuck you!” Jonathan roared, gathering enough courage to straighten up and look ahead.

As soon as he did, Jonathan was met with blinding headlights driving back toward them. For a moment, his entire body went into survival mode, instinctively reaching for his headlights to flash at the motorcycle rider before quickly swerving into the other lane.

But the rider was crazy enough to follow, moving into the other lane, seemingly ready to crash into them.

“Hey…” Penny called under her breath, squinting as she saw the rider pull out another gun. “Just surrender yourself.”

Jonathan hissed and glared at her. “Even now, you’re still full of bull?!”

If Penny was joking or doing this on purpose, she was more unhinged than Jonathan thought. But her craziness wasn’t important right now. What mattered was surviving the attack.

“I’m going to run him over,” he announced, his voice low but panicked.

“Do you think you’re faster than his bullet?!”

“Just cling on to something, you witch!”

“I’ll let that slide for now.” Penny grabbed onto anything she could, her legs still stuck beneath the reclined driver’s seat. The only difference was that, since Jonathan was sitting up, the weight was no longer there.

Jonathan held his breath, eyes wide despite the blinding lights. He stepped harder on the gas, leaning back slightly to shield himself from any bullets that might come their way.

But just as he and Penny thought the rider would open fire on their windshield, he suddenly drifted to the other lane.

Time seemed to slow for them as Penny and Jonathan both instinctively turned toward the broken window. The rider switched lanes again, slowing down when he was close to the driver’s side window, a gun aimed directly at it.

Jonathan and Penny held their breaths, wide-eyed.

Was this the end for them?

As their minds went blank, with Jonathan behind the wheel and Penny still stuck in the backseat, all they could wonder was one thing. Perhaps Jonathan had more to wonder as he gazed at the muzzle.

‘All my efforts… gone now?’ That was the first—and probably last—thing that would come to his mind.

BANG!

CRASH!

The loud gunshot echoed, followed by another crash that reverberated through the air.

Penny shut her eyes, not to shield herself from the grotesque scene she expected to unfold, but to avoid getting Jonathan’s satanic blood in her eyes. After a moment, she felt that the car was still moving steadily.

Cracking one eye open, she saw no blood in the car. If anything, Jonathan was still seated upright, gaining control over the wheel.

“Huh?” Penny furrowed her brows, noticing a hole in the roof. Before she could ask, Jonathan slowed down and made a turn, pulling over to the side.

“Damn…” Once they stopped, Jonathan sat still.

Penny didn’t notice it right away, but his complexion had gone pale. He barely functioned to put himself in a safer position, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t rattled. His entire body was shaking, and even if he tried to stop it, he couldn’t.

Just now, he had almost died.

“Hey, hey?” Penny, still stuck in the backseat, tried to get his attention. “Are you okay?”

Getting no response, Penny reached for the lever and pulled it again. This time, she added a push to free herself, but pushed too much and accidentally slammed into Jonathan’s back.

“Oops…”

Slowly, Jonathan’s eyes blazed as he looked back at her. “Are you out of your—”

“Miss Penny!” Suddenly, Mark’s voice rang out as the backseat door opened. His eyes were full of panic as he scanned Penny from head to toe. “Are you alright?”

“Oh!” Penny blinked a few times, her mouth forming a round shape as she pieced together what had happened. She smiled and said in a small voice, “You saved me!”

Then she frowned. “And him.”

With that, Penny glared at Jonathan with disdain, while the latter scoffed at her.