Simon Howard glanced at the GPS, and a smile quickly flashed across his face, "The navigation shows a rear-end collision up ahead."
Adam Howard drove slowly and saw that the lane to their left had come to a complete halt.
With a smirk, Adam glared provocatively at the driver of that vehicle and mumbled to himself, "You wouldn't let me overtake, but now, I've managed to get ahead of you. You can't keep up with the truck anymore, and you can't protect it either."
Daniel Marshall looked out and caught the bitter gaze of the person in the passenger seat of the other car. They seemed rather frustrated.
Daniel was certain, his suspicions were correct, someone was trying to sabotage him with underhanded tactics again.
Seeing an opportunity, Adam quickly maneuvered into the fast lane, no longer trailing behind the truck.
Due to the traffic jam in the slow lane, the car in front of their Rolls-Royce had no choice but to move forward, with Adam closely following behind.
