Rebecca Quentin said, "Drop me off by the roadside, I'm trying to get back to the hotel."
Howard Geoffrey still didn't respond.
Rebecca Quentin looked at him, confusion clouding her mind, and felt the temperature in the car become cold because of him.
"Howard Geoffrey!"
No response.
"Let me off the car!!"
Still no response.
Rebecca Quentin finally couldn't hold back and angrily burst out, "You suddenly dragged me onto the car without saying anything, are you trying to force me to call 911?"
Howard Geoffrey seemed not to have heard a word from Rebecca Quentin, remaining indifferent.
Rebecca Quentin immediately pulled out the phone from her bag, but at that moment, her body was disoriented by a sharp turn of the car, causing the phone to fall under the seat.
Rebecca Quentin steadied herself by holding onto the seat, realizing the speed of the car was alarmingly fast, and it was clearly heading away from New York City.
