There's No Turning Back (Elara and Harvey) novel Chapter 4

Harvey had already hung up on the other end of the line.

Elara got back into her car, pressed the accelerator, and sped out of the parking space. She didn't notice the black sports car trailing her like a shadow.

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The scenery on both sides of the road blurred into streaks as the car raced past. The silver Volvo streaked across the asphalt like lightning.

Elara's dark eyes fixed firmly on the road ahead. It had been a long time since she had driven this fast. The rush of adrenaline surged in sync with the speedometer needle climbing to its peak.

She overtook three flashy sports cars in quick succession, leaving their drivers shouting in surprise.

"Whoa! Who the hell was that?"

Someone in another car instructed while speaking through a Bluetooth earpiece, "Get me the details on that license plate."

The modified sports cars were left far behind one at a time. Elara didn't ease off the accelerator even on the winding curves of the mountain road.

The group of young thrill-seekers heard a voice report through their earpieces.

"I found it! That car belongs to the Jones family!"

Another voice questioned, "The Jones family? Could it be Niamh behind the wheel?"

"Niamh? Is she really that good? She must've been holding back whenever she raced with us!"

The silver Volvo wound its way up the mountain road, climbing higher with every curve. Only a sleek black Ferrari managed to stay on her tail.

Theodore smirked as a stray lock of hair fell across his brow. He had seen Elara in her prime before.

She had been a prodigy, entering the junior program at Hawke University at the age of 14. She won three consecutive gold medals in the International Mathematical Olympiad competition.

Then, she passed the FASC exams at 19, earning her racing license and breaking into the top ten of the World Rally Championship.

Her life had been a journey of brilliance, accompanied by applause and accolades.

However, she chose to drop out in the third year of her doctoral program, dedicating herself entirely to family life as a full-time wife in a wealthy household.

Since then, her car had been fitted with a child seat, and her speedometer had never exceeded 40 miles per hour.

The tires screeched against the road, emitting a piercing sound. Smoke rose as the silver Volvo came to an abrupt stop.

Theodore's Ferrari sped past her, leaving him to glimpse the stationary Volvo with Elara inside from his rearview mirror.

Elara swiped her phone screen inside her car, and the voice of Bambi's homeroom teacher came through the car's audio system.

"Mrs. Fisher, could you please come to the school as soon as possible? Beau brought wax bottle candies today and shared them with the other students. Several of them have stomachaches now!"

Elara was still recovering from the adrenaline of her high-speed drive, and she took a deep breath before saying, "Ms. Jenkins, I'm no longer Beau's guardian.

"If anything happens at school, please contact his father. There's no need to call me anymore."

She brushed a strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. Her voice was resolute and unwavering as she added, "He's no longer my responsibility."

"What?" Bridget Jenkins was shocked, but the incident at the kindergarten required Elara to address it immediately.

"Beau said the wax bottle candies he brought were from you. Several children choked on the beeswax, and the consequences could have been disastrous if we hadn't acted quickly!

"Now, some of the children's mothers are here. Mrs. Fisher, you need to come to the kindergarten and give them an explanation!"

Beau and Bambi attended an elite bilingual kindergarten, where every child came from a wealthy or influential family.

While Bridget was speaking, Elara could hear the angry voices of other women on the other end of the line.

"Did you reach Mrs. Fisher? How could she let her son bring something like this to school?"

"My child is so young, he didn't know he had to spit out the beeswax! His throat is scratched and bleeding now!"

Elara calmly asked, "May I speak with my daughter, Bambi?"

"Of course. Please hold on."

"Mommy!" Bambi's soft, childlike voice came through the phone.

Elara asked her, "Bambi, did you eat any of the wax bottle candies?"

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