Chapter 747

In the early morning, a black Corolla was speeding on the outskirts of Yeringham. When it was driven into the mountains, the old car seemed like it could fall apart at any moment as it made incessant loud noises. Magnus, who was sitting in the back seat, had to grip the armrest tightly. "What kind of sin do I have to atone for that I'm here riding in your car?" "F*ck!" Blake cursed as he drove, bouncing up and down. "Wouldn't that be my line? Just what kind of luck do I have that I'm...