Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Charlotte Miller gently nodded. Daniel Parker was not wrong, if she feared even this small matter, how could she stand alongside him?

The engine of the car roared, igniting the blood-pumping sound, and Daniel Parker pushed the speed to the maximum.

He swerved off the congested main road and raced towards the intersection.

The road was becoming more deserted, while the scenery was increasingly beautiful—who could have guessed that this picturesque mountain place was hiding murderous intent?

They seemed to have reached the mountain road and then traversed through the guardrails; she seemed to faintly see the situation below.

The dark vehicles collided into each other, piling up and blocking the entire road...

Charlotte Miller’s gaze fixed below; her shimmering eyes were trembling with light, her delicate face pale as paper at this sight.

Suddenly, her watery eyes caught a few chasing cars passing by on the road, all appearing scratched from collisions.

Almost a fleeting glance from the car mirror, a bloodthirsty and sharp gaze made her heart contract in disbelief: ”It’s him, I think I saw him...”

With such speed, could she see? Daniel Parker turned his face to glance at Charlotte Miller with some doubt.

Just now, she truly brushed past him, Charlotte half-kneeling in the seat, turned around to look behind, her heart tightly strung, trembling as she spoke: ”It’s really him, it’s him...”

Daniel, hearing this, felt his heart tighten too, frowned, and looked back trying to find a trace of his boss: ”Which car is it on?”

The open car window blew her long black hair wildly scattered by the wind.

Her slender white finger pointed to a spot, but when Daniel looked at the spot, there was no trace of the car at all.

His heart was deadlocked with conflict, he couldn’t believe Charlotte could clearly see in an instant, because the passing speed of the cars was too fast to compute, but while doubting Charlotte’s judgment, he still gritted his teeth and turned the car sharply, heading in the opposite direction she pointed at.

Damn it, he is someone who believes in facts most, yet at this moment he chose to believe in the so-called telepathy between lovers.

The scorching summer wind roared beside his ears, the sunlight glaringly hot as if trying to cover all the bloodshed but couldn’t shield the urgency and sea-like love in lovers’ eyes...

While driving, he looked ahead; the road was desolate, with hardly any vehicles passing through. Daniel had pushed the speed to the maximum, accelerating without hesitation even when seeing some road warning signs.

At this time, the entire car began to shake slowly.

Perhaps it encountered a speed bump, and Daniel saw traces of vehicles chasing a few hundred meters ahead.

He truly was here...

Terrifying telepathy, he has followed his boss for so many years, just now he brushed past his boss, moreover he’s specially trained, yet he couldn’t spot it, now it’s hard not to believe something mystical.

”Hold on tight.” Daniel gritted his lips and harshly poured out these words, gripping the steering wheel tightly, once again flooring the gas pedal!

The speed now was at its peak, the sharp whirring of the engine filled the air. Charlotte’s small face was solemn, calmly focusing ahead.

He’s alive, which is the best news and greatest comfort.

Just now, during that fleeting moment, his face was stained with blood, all of which didn’t matter; she would take care of him, even if injured, as long as he returned safely.

Thinking of this, a faint layer of mist cloaked Charlotte’s clear eyes.

She turned her face away, not wanting others to see her tears; the rushing wind through the open window carried her tears, vanishing along with her flying hair strands in the scorching air.

”You’re right, I see him now too...” Daniel’s face remained steel-blue, but a paleness shone through as he glimpsed a black car amidst the gaps of several passing cars in front.

He must reach the front.

After speaking, he swiftly shifted gears, Charlotte felt like she was filming a sequence from ”Fast and Furious,” as Daniel’s car rapidly threaded through the gaps between several cars ahead, constant friction made the air hotter, sparking small flames that seemed to scorch anyone near them.