They say that once a rear-naked choke is locked in, the only way out is death. And there’s some truth to that. Before he could utter a single word, a sudden pressure tightened around his throat—he couldn't breathe.

Right now, Emerald didn’t care about the steering wheel. She had one goal: this man.

Within seconds, he lost consciousness. Emerald let out a breath, but the relief was short-lived. Outside, a row of tall bodyguards stood about 200 meters away, blocking her path. A sleek black Maybach was parked to her right—the woman who had kidnapped her was inside.

Time was up. There was no escape.

But Emerald wasn’t about to...