The driver who was sneaking glances at the back seat felt a layer of cold sweat on his back.
They were husband and wife?! Who would believe that?!
Poor Mrs. Harrison was tied up without any rhythm or reason. No wait, she kicked his seat, that's why she had to be tied up.
If he ignored that part and the fact that the lady was still glaring hatefully as if she could kill the man through her gaze, he would feel pity for her.
But seeing that they were up against neck-to-neck like this, the driver already felt frightened. He felt as if he had seen something he shouldn't have, and his boss would probably kill him to silence him!
The more the driver thought about it, the more his face paled. He swallowed and continued driving.
Despite everything, if he stopped the car midway, he would probably die faster!
