Chapter 754 Additional Chapter: The Pure Romance of Youthful Years (14)

Whitey gripped the edge of her skirt, a new kind of worry blooming in her chest.

'What if Matheo was…'

She shuddered at the thought, her mind a garden where fears grew into giant oaks, so tall and dark that they scared her.

Looking up again, Whitey's eyes widened as she noticed the taxi had taken a wrong turn, heading into unfamiliar territory.

In the rearview mirror, she caught a glimpse of the driver's unsettling smirk.

Taking a cab late at night was proving to be a bad idea, her heart racing with fear. If only she had accepted a ride from Doniel, none of that would happen. Regret washed over her as she scrambled for her phone, desperate to call for help.

Sensing her panic, the driver floored it to a secluded spot and then abruptly stopped the car.

Whitey's head snapped forward, hitting the seat, and as the world spun, her phone slipped from her grasp. Then, the driver was toying with her phone, his grin wide and wicked.

"Planning to call the cops or a friend, sweetheart?"

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