Now it was too late to turn back, so she had to slow down and drive through, frantically honking the horn.
Upon hearing the horn, everyone turned their faces and made way for her.
A young man with a bandage on his nose, leaning on a sports car nearby, glanced sideways. As soon as he noticed the license plate of the Passat, he immediately straightened up and tapped the glass of the sports car.
As the window slid down, a young man who was embracing and kissing a girl looked up irritably.
"What's up?"
"Hey, look inside that car. Isn't that the girl from yesterday?!"
The man referred to as "Third" looked up, glanced at Ivana Bennett who was carefully navigating between several sports cars, and immediately threw the car door open.
"Damn, it's a small world... guys, stop her!"
This "Third" was none other than Garrett Granville, the third son in his family, a typical rich kid.
