Chapter 1967 But Mark had hung up the phone.

He grabbed his car keys and made his way out of the office building.

His car was parked in the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he was already soaking wet.

But Mark couldn't care less.

‘When he opened his car door, the rain poured into his mouth.

his car

Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were no match against the

ahead appeared blurry to

safe to drive out in

heavy rain and strong wind swept through every inch of the city, blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was

was already halfway

down

hit the back

the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than ten meters before Mark managed

from his

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