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.

of his

seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at

appeared blurry

drive out in this kind

all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark

was already halfway through

smashed down onto the car out of

the

Mark lost control of the wheel, and the slippery road sent the car reeling for more than

from his

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