Evander Lancaster held the steering wheel with one hand, his arm trembling along with Sophia Hamilton's movements, as the black Bentley darted toward the oncoming car.
Sophia hadn't yet realized the danger, still covering Evander's mouth, while he quickly pulled his entwined hand free, hastily turning the wheel and deftly maneuvering apart from the two cars just before they collided.
The black Bentley drew a curve on the road like a dragon, causing Sophia to tumble back into the passenger seat. Thankfully, she was wearing a seatbelt; otherwise, she might have slammed into the car door.
"How are you driving?!" Sophia accused dissatisfaction, completely oblivious to the thrilling scene just moments ago, while Evander let out a relieved breath. Just now… If he'd reacted a bit slower, the consequences were unimaginable.
