Chapter 441 How Could I Possibly Give Up So Easily?
- Ford Bannister tailed Reilly Schulze’s sports car all the way, blowing through three red lights in a row.
- Hank Schulze glanced at the sports car in the rearview mirror. Catching Reilly’s silent profile from the corner of his eye, he eased off the gas, waiting to hear what she’d say.
- A few minutes later, Reilly acted like the car behind them didn’t exist. She stayed quiet.