In the countryside where the road is long and lonely, there was a black luxury sports car that was cruising at 30km/h, a white Mercedes following from behind.
Samantha gripped the steering wheel tightly as sweat started to form on her forehead. 'Why does this grandfather want to ride in this car?!' She has been driving very slowly since they left the mansion ten minutes ago, afraid that she would scare the old man if she drove her 'normal' speed.
Noticing how they have not gone far from his mansion, Grandfather Cho looked at Samantha. "Is there something wrong with your car? Why is it so slow?" He complained, his face a little uncomfortable with the current speed; he felt like he was riding a snail.
