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Chapter 258

Chapter 258

“Wah, Dad, Mom!” The boy cried, gasping for breath, unable to hear anything

Nearby, someone noticed the commotion and was calling the police shoulder.

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But Jason showed no intention of leaving; he stood behind Quinlyn, grinning and saying, “I declare this kid ran into my chubby friend. You owe an apology and a thousand bucks, starting now! One, two…”

“We’ll pay, we’ll pay. The parents scrambled up, pulling their son to apologize repeatedly.

“Are you satisfied now?” Jason didn’t even look at them but patted Quinlyn’s shoulder.

She glanced up at him, noticing the anger had faded from his eyes, and nodded. ‘It wasn’t a big deal, really, she thought.

Only when the sound of sirens echoed in the distance did Jason take Quinlyn away, casually grabbing a phone on the way

out.

“People don’t carry cash anymore; that’s a bit of a problem,” he explained, expertly avoiding the police as he turned down an alley.In a blind spot of the cameras, he transferred the thousand bucks somewhere and tossed the phone out the window.

That phone was the latest model, worth a grand; the car crushed it, shattering the screen instantly.

On the way, Jason’s stomach acted up. After buying some medicine, he felt miserable, the heavy smell of chili making him

sneeze.

“This place isn’t fun anymore. I’m out, never coming back. Hey, Quinlyn, I can’t drive. You take the wheel,” he said, pulling her over without giving her a choice.

They switched places, and Quinlyn touched the steering wheel hesitantly. “I don’t have a license. She worried, following Stanley’s advice against driving without one.

“No worries. You’re my hostage; you have to listen.” Jason waved his hand, looking worn out as he slumped in his seat.

“I’ll teach you. Just focus ahead and press the right pedal. Let’s go!”

The car slowly rolled forward down the main road.

Quinlyn had driven manual before; this felt easier. Gradually, she found it fun and began to speed up.

left pedal is the brake; just don’t go too fast at intersections.

the car’s music, punk rock blaring through winter streets, lifting everyone’s spirits.

her head in rhythm, and reached out to touch her fluffy

now?”

looked at him. “I wasn’t

you had no parents,

a bit,” she admitted, having mostly forgotten about it. Jason squeezed the bunny ears on her

tough time, couldn’t speak your truth, so you subconsciously choose to forget.

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really make the pain go away?”

asked her that before,

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little and hungry, she’d cry, but Edward struggled so much. He’d carry her door to door, often receiving, nasty words for no food by the end

cried, but no one listened, so she

solve problems,” she

it up. Or just take action. If someone wrongs you, make

her hat, turning to pinch her cheek lightly. “Never let yourself be bullied, and speak up

winced a little but managed

satisfied, leaning back comfortably. Just as he fished out a cigarette and lit it, a

smell is awful.”

Jason froze, speechless.

and winked at him, reminding him that expressing how

eyes, realizing he was forced to

roads ahead were narrow, but they widened after a while.

and took in the scenery, she felt relaxed, only to be jolted when they hit a

What’s happening, an earthquake?” Jason was jolted awake, still

carefully steering the car to the side of the road. Once the handbrake was engaged, they got out to

check.

jerk!” They spotted several nails

:

bent down to clear the nails, a group of people suddenly rushed

touch our

realizing the group wore unusual outfits and wielded sickles and hoes, eyeing them