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.

and the highway, consistently exerting effort to steer it uphill, intensifying the

under such pressure and braking.

when the car was stationary. In the passenger seat, Branden was leaning his elbow against the

her fixedly. In his eyes, Catherine saw no fear or panic but intriguing oddness. Catherine wore a faint

“You’re not afraid?”

raised his eyebrow, teasing, Why would I be

faith in Catherine. It was almost impossible for Branden to trust someone with

easy for him to trust Catherine with his life. Their eyes locked for a few seconds, and Catherine averted his

and check

open and got off. Branden followed suit, as obedient as a wonderful husband. White

instantly knew what was going on. She tilted her head to

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

even pop 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 held weapons. Dayton never thought that Catherine could find a way to avoid the car crash

of her good luck. Nonetheless, she would not leave unharmed even if she was

Catherine a great lesson, he must get it done. Dayton called his men to gather there. He had

To make his plan foolproof, Dayton had arranged for a dozen hired thugs

had no qualms about killing. It was a piece of cake for them to get rid of

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

her like a powerful force. Catherine had never had such a feeling before. It was unusual and weird, but she did not hate