Fake Heiress Real Trouble (Sienna) novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

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Mason’s eyes darkened as he watched the taillights vanish into the distance, the earlier amusement in his captivating gaze instantly replaced by a heavy intensity.

He shot Miles a look and waved him over. “You, take Sophie home.”

Miles was just about to say something when Sophie suddenly looped her arm through his and nudged Mason aside.

She grinned up at Mason, her voice playful, “Alright, alright. I’ll behave and go home with Miles. You should hurry up and go after Sienna.”

Seriously, nothing’s more important than getting my future sister-in-law, she thought.

Sienna was tearing down the road on Ghost, pushing the bike to its limits.

For a soul confined for four years, this feeling of wind-whipped, lightning-fast freedom was a rare luxury.

But this rare moment of peace and exhilaration was soon shattered.

As she entered a relatively secluded stretch of road, flanked by thick, overgrown trees on both sides, a series of sharp whistling sounds suddenly tore through the air.

Glimmers of piercing, cold light flashed in the night.

A dozen or so throwing daggers shot directly towards the Ghost’s tires.

Immediately after, countless figures sprang from the greenery on both sides.

Gleaming katana blades swept down from left and right, aiming directly for Sienna’s head.

The angles were tricky, vicious to the extreme.

The whole thing went down in a flash.

It was too fast for anyone to process.

Beneath her silver-black helmet, Sienna’s eyes flashed with a cold, dangerous focus.

In the split second when those katana blades came slicing down, Ghost shot forward at breakneck speed-its front wheel tearing off the ground, and the engine’s snarl ripping through the night like thunder.

Then, she swung the handlebars.

The spinning tires neatly avoided the katanas and slammed directly into the faces of the men wielding them.

The rear end whipped around like a beast, smashing right into the group that tried to ambush her from

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behind.

Just like that, all the maniacs who’d thrown themselves at her were sprawled out in a messy heap.

Sienna leaned in, pushing the front down hard.

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Ghost’s front end slammed onto the pavement at an almost impossible angle-but Sienna made it look effortless.

Out of nowhere, dozens of souped-up heavyweight bikes came thundering in from every side road, hemming Sienna in from all directions.

Every rider was dressed head-to-toe in black, faces covered with those freaky, snake-faced masks.

“Wait…Baletin’s Retorchi?’ Sienna thought, recognition flashing in her mind.

Yeah, the same gang who went after the Wonder Project and made Aurathen their playground.

Their retaliation had come surprisingly fast.

They’d already figured out she was the one who dismantled their foothold in Aurathen.

But it made sense.

They’d spent immense time, manpower, and resources to finally embed themselves, to get close to the core of the Wonder Project.

And right at the final moment, on the verge of success, they’d been exposed and wiped out in one fell swoop.

Of course, there’s no way they’d just let that go, Sienna thought.

These professional hitmen were likely from the same group as Crow.

The horde of heavy bikes closed in on the Ghost, attacking from all sides. Their hands held poisoned, broken blades, all thrusting towards Sienna in unison.

Sienna snorted softly, a hint of disdain in the sound.

Her crisp, cool laugh echoed in the tense silence, making the atmosphere feel even more bizarre.

Beneath her silver-black helmet, her delicate face betrayed no sign of tension or fear.

Even with danger closing in from all sides, she just stared them down.

She didn’t slow down.

Instead, she gunned the throttle hard, slamming it wide open and pushing Ghost as fast as it could go.

Ghost shot forward like a bullet, tearing through the night.

At that breakneck speed, Sienna slammed her body down, pressing into the turn.

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The Ghost tilted sharply into a deep lean.

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Two broken blades whistled past, scraping against her helmet.

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At the same time, Sienna lashed out with a kick-her long leg clad in cargo pants-slamming her foot straight into the chest of a biker on her left.

The hitman was sent flying backward.

His bike fishtailed, shot off the road, and smashed into a wall with a blast that echoed like thunder.

“Damn it.” The other hitmen erupted in furious curses, immediately steering their bikes to ram head-on into the Ghost. “Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. I’ll kill you.”

The mockery in Sienna’s eyes deepened.

These professional hitmen from Baletin didn’t seem very professional.

‘Don’t they ever bother checking out their targets before jumping in?’ she snarked, rolling her eyes. ‘Classic Baletin. Totally tracks.

That inexplicable arrogance was just in their bones.

‘Trying to fight me while riding a bike? And they wanna play tough with biker tricks? They’re basically begging for a death wish at this point,’ Sienna thought.

The moment the killers came at her, Sienna executed a highly difficult maneuver, swinging her bike around and charging back at the attacker.

The massive impact sent the hitman’s bike shuddering violently. It immediately spun out of control, wobbling erratically before flying off the street.

Riding that burst of power, Sienna kicked Ghost’s tail out in a fierce, spinning drift, whipping the bike around on the spot like it was nothing.

One by one, the hitmen, along with their bikes, were sent flying under this brutal sweep.

Meanwhile, the Ghost slid back perfectly into its original position and came to a steady stop, looking impossibly cool.

She planted one long, slender leg on the ground, leaning lazily against the bike. She reached up and removed the silver-black helmet, revealing that stunningly beautiful face.

A faint, lazy smile curved her crimson lips as her gaze swept over the groaning Baletin men on the ground, who were still cursing.

Sienna let out a cool, playful drawl, “Retorchi… is this all you’ve got?”

Her clear voice was especially melodic, her tone playful. “No wonder you guys can’t stir up anything in

Aurathen.”

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Her arrogant words, understood by the Baletin men who knew the language, instantly made their faces twist in fury. They all glared at Sienna with gritted teeth.

They seemed stunned that this girl, who had destroyed their country’s meticulously laid plans of many years, had the nerve to utter their organization’s name.

And she did it with that look of pure contempt, like she didn’t even see them as a threat.

The killers looked ready to blow a gasket.

Suddenly, one hitman who had been thrown near a tree glared at Sienna with a vicious, contorted expression, a guttural roar erupting from his throat.

Grimacing in pain, he twisted his body and pulled a gun from his boot, raising it towards Sienna.

“You bitch. You can go to hell,” he spat, his voice raw with hatred.

A muffled gunshot rang out.

But that shot wasn’t aimed at Sienna.

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