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.”

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 escaped together, so we should

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

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 and dropped

you two are pretending to be pitiful! If you keep your pathetic act up, my patience

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 from

files on 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

to flee, his companions from the fleet of cars earlier returned. The blond rooted

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

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

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

hopped out of their cars, their eyes lighting up with anticipation. Apart from the blond earlier, the other guys surrounded the one holding the firearm. "No way, Maurice! I can't believe you

behind his back. His gaze remained downcast, so no

interested in inspecting the

my phone. I'll consider 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 track you wherever you try