Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 690

Marino was the best at driving out of all the bodyguards Zachary had. Hence, he had been put in charge of driving Zachary around.

The Nacht family hired only the best. All their bodyguards were the best in their fields of specialties, and all could be considered professionals in their field.

Marino had yet to meet anyone who could outdrive him. However, he had finally met his match today.

The silver-colored Rolle-Royce zipped lithely around the other cars like a slippery eel. Threading through the crowd confidently, it managed to keep ahead of Zachary's car despite Marino's best efforts at catching up.

Soon enough, the silver-colored Rolls-Royce was more than ten meters ahead of them.

“Marino, what's wrong with you? Catch up with them immediately!” Ben ordered, sounding rather stricken.

Sweat was beading on Marino's brows. He stepped down on the accelerator and sped forward, but the Rolls-Royce put even more distance between them. He couldn't catch up with it at all.

Feeling rather humiliated, he gritted his teeth and stepped down on the accelerator fully, causing the car to lunge forward.

“Come on, you can't lose to a woman!”

Recalling how he had suffered at the hands of that female bodyguard yesterday, Ben felt a wave of anger wash over him. He had to win this competition today, no matter how petty it sounded.

Inside the silver-colored Rolls-Royce, a female bodyguard adjusted her sunglasses and stepped down hard on the accelerator, causing the car to speed along the road so quickly that it nearly flew into the air.

Lupine, who was riding shotgun, looked in the rearview mirror and laughed with satisfaction. “How could they even think of catching up to us?”

In the backseat, Charlotte shut her eyes to rest. Calmly, she said, “Take note of your own safety.”

Lindberg!” Lupine

shot a look at the rearview mirror. When she spotted the black-colored Rolls-Royce catching up to them, she

you? Step on it!” Lupine practically

that rascal would have some tricks up

Don't let them catch up

black-colored Rolls-Royce

cruised along the road alongside each other, making

this speed!” Ben

up nor slow down now—instead, he continued driving at the same speed to match that

meter apart now. The distance was

at the car next to him, wondering who was

that the person was staring at

Nacht, you

the car next to her. Although she could only see the outline of his face, she couldn't help but feel that it

against the glass. “You can't really see

down a little,”

the speed

Morgan controlled the

Morgan snapped,

rolled down the windows a little to reveal

in the other car rolled down his window too, revealing the

of them looked at each other, but the expressions in their