Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Nancy wasn't afraid of that. If Vivian wanted to do something to her, she wouldn't have let her leave safely yesterday. But...

She turned her head and looked at her sports car. She thought it would be better to explain to Charlie after she returned.

With this in mind, she bent down and sat into the car without hesitation.

Just as she sat down, a black mask suddenly came down over her head. Nancy's muscles instantly tensed up. "Vivian, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing?"

Vivian coldly snorted, "With this on, you won't know your father's exact location. Anyway, this is the only way for me to take you there. Love it or leave it. If you don't want to go, then get out now!"

Nancy was always aware that Vivian had never been a foolish woman, but this much of defensiveness caught her completely off guard.

She indeed had the plan to memorize the route today, then find an opportunity to rescue her father.

With this move, her plan would not work.

But in order to see her father, she could only endure it.

"Alright, can we go now?"

"Yes."This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivian's voice sounded, "Let's go."

With her head covered, Nancy couldn't see anything. She could only feel the car starting and then it drove off.

It was quiet all the way. Vivian didn't even think about chatting with Nancy. Nancy had her head covered, in no mood to talk with Vivian either.

After about 10 minutes, the driver's voice suddenly sounded, "Miss, we are being followed!"

Followed?

Vivian frowned and turned to look behind. Sure enough, she saw a black car following them.

Being followed by paparazzi was common for her as a celebrity. Moreover, considering yesterday's incident and all the rumors, being tailed by paparazzi would be inevitable Without thinking too much, Vivian turned back, saying, "Shake them off." "Sure."

The driver immediately proved his superb driving skills and sped up on the road.

In the black car, the driver noticed this and frowned, "Young Master Firth, we're discovered."

The man sitting in the rear seat noticed it as well. Both of his safety plans for Nancy had been resolved.

Since they were discovered, there was no need to continue tracking.

Closing his profound eyes, he said in a low voice, "Let's go back then."

In no time, Vivian's driver proudly laughed, "Ha-ha-ha, miss, I've got rid of them!"

Vivian nodded approvingly and reminded, "Be careful. If you see any cars following us, get rid of them. Don't let them catch up."

She and Nancy were in the same car. If they were photographed by the paparazzi, they might discover her secret. She still needed Nancy's help in shooting advertisements, so she couldn't afford to be exposed yet.

Fortunately, the rest of the journey was smooth. No cars followed them anymore. 20 minutes later, the car stopped. Nancy immediately wanted to remove the hood, but Vivian stopped her, "Don't rush! I'll take it off for you when we arrive." Nancy took a deep breath and didn't resist. She just wanted to see her father.

Vivian supported Nancy out of the car and walked towards a villa.

They made several turns and climbed stairs before finally removing the hood. Nancy immediately closed her eyes and waited for her eyes to adjust to the light before slowly opening them.

In front of her was her father, who had been stolen away by Vivian. He was lying on the bed, quiet as if he were asleep.

At the sight of him, a rush of emotions overwhelmed Nancy. Tears welled up in her eyes as she hastily rushed over, exclaiming, "Dad!"