Drove Wildly

Right now, Sylvia believed that it would have been better if he had left her behind with those raucous and unruly youngsters.

Although they didn’t look safe, at least Sylvia would have been able to think of a way to get to her safety.

But now, sitting beside Blake while holding tightly on to her seatbelt, she hardly saw the lights of safety. She prayed desperately that a hint of mercy would emerge in Blake’s heart, and he would let her go.

However, until now, there was no signs of it. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the terror on her face as he wildly drove through the roads, barely caring about the rules.

What was worse that she could smell the alcohol on him.

One of the last thing Sylvia saw herself participating in was street racing. As someone who paid atmosphere care to the preservation of her life, why would she even think of taking part in something dangerous?

She wasn’t nuts to risk her life for a moment of thrill.

However, the teenage boy next to her didn’t share thoughts o