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."

Erin’s cheeks instantly lost their color as she shook her head. Her gaze hardened with determination at Edward." I can't do that! We

He ran a hand through his hair, continually tousling it as though he were

a guy with blond hair. He got out of his car and did the same thing

act up, my patience will soon run thin, and I'll make your life a

Perhaps you should repeat yourself." Edward's brows formed a deep V shape while he shifted his attention from Erin to

the blond was a regular civilian as they

was well- acquainted with that action. However,

from the fleet of cars earlier

I do, everyone who drove here with me will never see me as their leader

already arrived by his side. One of them looked at Edward’s hands and narrowed

gunshot tore 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 from their family members! This entire thing sounds ludicrous! But there's no

with anticipation. Apart from the blond earlier, the other guys surrounded the one holding the firearm. "No way, Maurice! I can't believe you have a

behind his back. His gaze remained downcast, so no one could discern how he felt at that

was not interested in inspecting the matter. Instead, he spoke calmly to