Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Chapter 388 Slow Down! We’re Going to Crash!

Caroline instinctively took several steps back, thinking the car would slow down. But instead, the engine roared as it picked up speed, racing straight toward her before screeching to a sudden stop.

“Screeech”

The tires burned against the pavement, filling the air with the sharp, acrid scent of rubber.

What the hell! Who drives like this? Do they have a death wish?

Before she could react, the driver’s door swung open, and she found herself staring at David’s familiar, striking features.

Of course, it was him.

His face was stone–cold, his jaw tight, his mood clearly foul.

“David?”

“Get in.” His voice was clipped, and his eyes were unreadable.

She hesitated. Why is he here? And why did he show up right after Cameron left?

After spending time with Cameron’s effortless charm and composed demeanor, David’s overwhelming presence felt almost suffocating.

How could two men from such similar worlds be so fundamentally different?

in,” David repeated impatiently. “Caroline,

“Oh… okay.”

curious stares of passersby, she climbed into the passenger seat without another word. Thank God

seat and reached for her seatbelt, David slammed his foot on the gas.

vroom, the car surged forward.

was nearly thrown forward, her heart hammering in her chest. “What the h*ll, David!

is just how I

barely shifting as he maneuvered through traffic at reckless speeds. He wove between cars with precision, accelerating through yellow lights that turned red just as they cleared

driving like he was on

both hands, her face draining of

blink–if they crashed, she wanted to see it coming.

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Slow Down! We’re Going

Finally…

down!” Caroline’s voice was strained.

He ignored her.

Finished

seriously, your life is just as valuable–this isn’t some reckless game! Slow down! We’re going to crash! Oh God, this is

her

David would slam the brakes at the last

feel hopeless. Would this nightmare ever