Rebirth: Fast Track Love

Although the reason was a little farfetched, it could be barely explained.

"According to our investigation, that bus seems to be heading for you and your mother."

"What? It's for us! " Wendy's eyes widened in disbelief.

Harold carefully observed every expression of Wendy and continued to ask, "Who have you been in conflict with recently?"

"conflict? No! " Wendy searched her memory. Sara was gentle and seldom had conflicts with others.

"No?"

"No! No one!" Wendy nodded and said.

Harold asked a few more questions. Wendy either couldn't answer them or didn't know.

The investigation immediately came to an impasse.

"Wendy, what's your father's phone number? He must be very anxious at home when such a thing happened to you! " Sane asked.

'Dad? Derek?' A trace of disgust flashed through Wendy's eyes. She shook her head and said, "I don't have a father. I have a single parent."

"Ah? I see! Sorry! " Sane and Harold exchanged a quick look and continued, "what are you going to do in such a situation?"

"I...I..." Wendy looked at Harold blankly. What should she do now? She didn't have a father, and her mother was seriously injured in the hospital. She didn't know how much it would cost for a day.

Oh! Money! She couldn't afford such a high medical fee at all. What should she do!

her kneeling on the ground. He reached out to help her in a hurry and said,

my mother. I

that day, and now I also save your mother.

in her previous life, right! Racing could make money! She could make a lot

and said,

trace of scrutiny. Harold also sat on the sofa and looked at Wendy indifferently, trying

lot of money if he gets the first place in

at Wendy in surprise. Some time ago, he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car lost

want to go

pretend to be helpless and cry for sympathy by saying that she wanted to

driver. If she were a racing driver, she would live in a dormitory with

spy, she should choose to

daughter

Sane didn't know how to

I should have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm sixteen years

an eye on the domestic clubs."

Wendy was

she was on the road of racing again. Is

do you still have a headache?"

"No. I'm fine."

in his heart. "You'd better go back and have a good rest. These are not in a hurry.

up and made a deep bow to Sane and Harold. Then she went back to her ward with a man in black.

the figure disappearing in his sight, Sane frowned and

are too many doubts. I don't think we should take them

a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy was a spy or not, after all, she had saved their lives, and every drop of