Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 275

The car screeched to a halt, sending Yvette's body slamming forward. Luckily, Wilson reacted quickly, holding her as she lurched.

After making sure Yvette wasn't hurt the dark viciousness in his slender eyes dissipated somewhat, but they were still terrifying enough to send shivers down spines. "What was that?"

The driver seemed to be in shock as well. "Mr. Quinn, a car suddenly drove out straight in front of us out of nowhere, blocking our way. If I hadn't braked, we would've crashed into it..." Before the driver could finish speaking, another car came hurtling toward the car they were in. The driver shrieked, going limp with terror.

Just as the car seemed like it was about to crash into them, Wilson set Yvette onto the seat gently. Making sure to comfort her, he whispered, "Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of it." Yvette winced through her cramps, blinking her huge eyes at him. She wasn't scared. In fact, the feeling of having someone else caring about her felt new and exciting. Icily, Wilson told the driver, "Allow me."

The hapless driver scrambled into the passenger seat. After settling in the driver's seat, Wilson immediately took control of the steering wheel.

In a beautifully executed drift, he swiftly dodged the incoming car.

Watching his expert maneuvering in silence, a gleam of admiration shone in Yvette's eyes.

was

why did his technique seem

car collided with the car behind, which had been driving toward

crashed in a

Maybach. Clearly, they were trying to force

expression turned tense. His long, slender eyes narrowed

he would have crashed into them without hesitation. If he messed up a single thing, both the car and the passengers inside would be goners. So it was

didn't want to put her safety on the line, no matter how small the risk of danger was. Yvette was

tenderly reassured Yvette, then stepped out of the car decisively. "Who

"Sick enough of your pathetic little lives to attack me out here

man walking toward them had a swagger in his step at first. But after recognizing it was Wilson, the man's knees grew weak, almost kneeling down in utter petrification. "W-Why...

received should have been