The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 297

Edward frowned and hurriedly turned the steering wheel while explaining to Erin, "We're about to collide with the other party’s car. It can't be avoided, but I can assure you that we won't get hurt."

Based on the few car chases he had experienced, he could tell that the other party's driver did not want to harm them. Still, what happened next shocked him; Erin shook her head, saying,

"No. What I'm most worried about now is Mr. Reid's safety. I don't care about anything or anyone. Not even getting into a car crash will faze me as long as I can get to Mr. Reid at once."

Fortunately, things turned out as Edward had expected; no one got hurt, nor did either side's cars suffer any damage.

Edward remained in his seat, massaging his temples. A raging headache pounded at his temples as he saw the many sports cars fleeing in the other direction. Not only that, but the drivers were all teenagers with brightly dyed hair, which meant they were all from wealthy families and seemed rebellious.

That would make dealing with the scene difficult for Edward.

He turned to cast a calm look at Erin and explained, "Don't get off the car. If at any point you feel your life is at risk, or if I said it was, please run far away from here at once. Don't hesitate."

determination

froze on the spot. He ran a hand through his hair, continually tousling it as though he were trying to

was a guy with blond hair. He got out of his car and did the same thing as Edward; he scratched his head. Eventually, his

you keep your pathetic act up, my patience

heard you right. Perhaps you should repeat yourself." Edward's brows formed a deep V shape while he

said that, he intentionally placed a hand on his hip, revealing the gun in his holster. He could tell the blond was a regular civilian as they never appeared in their research files on Almiron

blond then noticed the position of Edward's hands and felt uneasy. That was because the blond himself was well- acquainted with that action. However, he had not legally obtained a gun ownership license

was pondering whether to flee, his companions from the fleet

leave. But if I do, everyone who drove here with me will never see me as their leader again. I'll be miserable if that

of them looked at Edward’s hands

through the air in the second. It caused Edward's eyes to narrow as he mused, "These guys look young, so they shouldn't be allowed to own guns. That means they've raced illegally on a public road and likely stole guns

earlier, the other guys surrounded the one

back. His gaze remained downcast, so no one could discern

former's withdrawn behavior but was not interested in