The Consortium's Heir

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.”

as she shook her head. Her gaze hardened with determination at Edward.” I can't do that! We escaped

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

crashed into them 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 arm stiffened

pitiful! If you keep your pathetic act up, my patience will soon run thin, and

don't think I heard you right. Perhaps you should repeat yourself." Edward's brows formed a deep V shape while he shifted his attention from Erin to the blond, taking in the latter

Almiron City. It also meant they were unrelated to the Gillette family. The 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 yet, so

the fleet of cars earlier returned. The blond rooted

in his mind, thinking, “I could leave. But if I do, everyone who

already arrived by his side. One of them

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 denying it happened because one of those brats is

from the blond earlier, the other

His gaze remained downcast, so no one could discern how he felt

withdrawn behavior but was not interested in inspecting the

deleting the footage if you leave this place now. If your refuse, I'll just hand it over to the authorities. I'm sure they can