The grey Bentley slowly drove by, its window halfway down. The man in the backseat had a laptop on his lap, his side profile showing a thin face with sharp features, bathed in a warm glow yet still as sharp as ice beneath the Snowy Mountain.
Anna Jadwin held onto her electric scooter with her head down, but she couldn't help stealing a glance...
In the fleeting moment when the car passed, it seemed that she saw him, and he hadn't changed at all.
Anna Jadwin's gaze became distant, and suddenly her electric scooter swerved, falling on the side of the road.
The road wasn't wide, forcing the following car to stop.
Wayne Bailey furrowed his brows as he looked into the rearview mirror. A girl in a down jacket was squatting on the ground, hastily helping her electric scooter back up. That figure flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning.
Wayne Bailey clenched his jaw, a cold, mocking smile appearing on his lips.
