All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 295 Have a Flat Tire

Branden took Catherine’s hand and led her down the ship. Paxton was not with them, so Branden planned to drive himself.

Their cars were all parked at the parking lot by the shore before they headed to the island. Catherine peeked at Branden and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. She said casually, “I’ll drive.”

Branden did not object to it. He was glad that Catherine was thoughtful and cared about him. “Okay,” he replied softly and handed the car key to Catherine. Catherine had masterful driving skills.

After they got into the car, Catherine started the engine quickly and drove away. The dock was remote, and they did not meet many cars or passengers, so Catherine drove speedily.

When driving past a ditch, the car shook violently and hit the side uncontrollably.

“We have a flat tire,” Catherine said sternly.

It was an emergency, but Catherine was calm and unaffected by it. Yet, her cold eyes darkened a little, and she sneered. The accident caused the car to rush toward the guardrails out of control.

They were in the mountainous region. If the car broke through the guardrails, they might fall from the mountain. On the other side was the precipice. At such a fast speed, the car would crash, and they would die if the car hit it.

There was no time for Catherine to think. She could only try to lower the damage to the minimum level when confronting such an accident. They had an unexpected flat tire while driving at high speed.

Even an experienced driver who had been driving for decades could not handle it perfectly. It was inevitable to get hurt. All she could do was to reduce the damage and not get themselves killed.

Catherine turned the steering wheel like crazy and drove toward the cliff’s edge. Before the car hit the edge of the cliff, Catherine turned the steering wheel at full speed again.

drove the car into the ditch between the cliff’s edge and the highway, consistently exerting effort to steer it uphill, intensifying the

under such pressure and braking. Catherine avoided

stationary. In the passenger seat,

fixedly. In his eyes, Catherine saw no fear or panic but intriguing oddness. Catherine wore a faint smile and sized Branden up.

“You’re not afraid?”

her question, Branden looked at her and raised his eyebrow, teasing, Why would

showed his deep faith in Catherine. It was almost impossible for Branden to trust

easy for him to trust Catherine with his life. Their eyes locked

and

Branden followed suit, as obedient as a wonderful husband. White

the car’s high performance was crucial in avoiding a catastrophe. Catherine scanned the four tires and instantly knew what was going on. She tilted her

slashed to some extent, and they noticed that some still had nails

the best run -flat tires. The fact spoke for itself. It was not an accident, but some people wanted them dead. Unsurprisingly, a group of people revealed themselves and surrounded them

wore masks and held weapons. Dayton never thought that Catherine could find

that Catherine escaped the doom out of her good luck. Nonetheless, she would not leave unharmed even if she was the

it done. Dayton called his men to gather there. He had heard that Catherine was quite agile

was normal for her to be nimble. To make his

gangsters who were merciless and had no qualms about killing. It was a piece of cake for them to get rid of a bumpkin like

was indifferent. She did not take the aggressive and lethal men to heart. With her hands in her pockets, she took a small step

powerful force. Catherine had never