Chapter 263

---- Chapter 263 In just five minutes, Giselle and Susie had gathered seven other ladies. They no longer had the fear that plagued them when they had first arrived, and they didn't care too much anymore as they rushed downstairs altogether. Giselle had already stolen a spare set of car keys from Orin. When they made their way to Orin's car, she urged the other ladies to hurry up and pile into the car. Susie was already injured, and since she had run downstairs in such a hurry, she tumbled down the stairs, causing her to be sprawled on the ground, unable to get up immediately after that.

Giselle ran to her right away, dragged her hurriedly, and pushed her into the car. This car was designed to fit five people, but there were a total of eight of them right now, including Giselle. Taryne, a lady of a foreign nationality who knew how to drive, had already taken her seat in the driver's seat and fired up the engine, ready to zoom out at any time. Giselle quickly shoved Susie, who had a small frame, carelessly into the back seat, but she didn't manage to get a spot.

As she was figuring out how to make space for herself in the car, she saw a pimp coming out of the toilet about 50 feet away. When the pimp saw all of them piled inside the car, he was ---- momentarily stunned before he snapped back into his senses and rushed forward toward them. "Drive! Hurry!" Giselle stood at the car door, both her hands holding onto the edge of the car as she hollered urgently. Taryne didn't wait for the car door to be closed before she floored the accelerator and zipped out through the gate, following Giselle's directions, aiming straight for the cement roads outside.

At the same time, Dino, the pimp who had witnessed their escape, placed calls to get his men to chase after them. The brothel they were stuck in was very secluded, and the roads outside were narrow and filled with bumps and holes. 'Taryne was used to driving on expressways in her country and was not as skilled at driving on bumpy, narrow roads like these. She was also riddled with nerve-wrecking anxiety at that time, especially as she watched Giselle hanging on for dear life dangerously at the car door, so she didn't dare go too fast.

They had only made it out about 1.3 miles before Giselle noticed that there were already cars coming after them from behind. The car Taryne was driving had far exceeded its recommended number of passengers , so even if Giselle wanted to squeeze herself in, there was no space at all. If they wanted to continue with their escape, they could only either leave the car door open like this with her hanging on the side of the car or have ---- her go up front and switch seats with Taryne. However, swapping drivers would take too much time.

'There were already so many people going with her in this escape attempt, that she couldn't bring herself to cruelly kick someone out so she could drive the car and run toward freedom. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to do so. "Hurry! Quickly now! Speed up! Don't care about me! Hurry up and speed up!" Giselle hollered with much urgency as she hung onto the edge of the car as tightly as she could. Taryne sped up, but after the speed increased, Giselle was no longer able to remain stable in her stance.

There were already two people sitting on three other people in the backseat, so if she were to force her way in, someone might die from her actions. The cars that were pursuing them from behind closed in more. Giselle felt that if they were to continue like this -with her hanging on the side of the car and with the car bearing too much weight in it, none of them would be able to make it out alive, and all their efforts would be wasted. The ending awaiting them if they were recaptured was guaranteed death.