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Chapter 166 – Running Late

Penulis: Olivia GW
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Brandon’s POV

I was one street away.

One.

Then everything stopped.

Cars jammed up ahead, horns blaring, people leaning out their windows, shouting. I leaned forward in my seat, trying to see past the line of stalled vehicles—and that’s when I saw it.

Two men. Out of their cars. Chest to chest.

“Unbelievable,” I muttered.

One of them shoved the other. Someone screamed. A crowd began to form, phones already out, capturing every second like this was entertainment instead of a disaster waiting to happen.

I checked my watch.

Fifteen minutes late.

My jaw clenched so hard it hurt.

“Move,” I snapped uselessly, tapping the steering wheel. “Come on.”

Nothing moved.

The argument escalated fast—fists raised, voices hoarse with rage. A third man tried to intervene and got shoved aside for his trouble. Traffic was completely deadlocked now.

That was it.

I threw the car into park.

“What are you doing?” the driver behind me yelled.

“I’m done waiting,” I shot back, already yanking the door open.

I did
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I hope the two protagonists actually move forward. The story doesn’t need to be twisted or dragged anymore.
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