The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 2782

On top of that, while the middle-aged man could not even switch lanes, the car somehow would avoid any potential collisions on its own!

Blanching, the middle-aged man turned behind to look at Frank.

That should not be it—he was napping, so how could he be doing anything?

Even if he was pretending to sleep, there was no way he had such superpowers!

In the heat of the moment, the middle-aged man presumed it was some sort of self-navigation function of the car that the salesman did not tell him about.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the emergency brake… which amusingly did nothing.

The middle-aged man lost all composure right then and was about to reach for his phone to call for help when an eerie voice spoke beside his ears, saying, "Don't bother. Drive."

Stunned, the middle-aged man turned to look behind… but Frank was still napping!

Was he protected by some sort of divine being?

Considering that Frank possessed strength that belied his physique and how his goons lost their guns, the middle-aged man became dead sure of that thought.

Still, he was too terrified to pull more cute tricks and took the wheel.

And thanks to that, he felt control returning.

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Soon, the Mercedes stopped outside an apartment complex with several blocks as high as twenty floors. There certainly were not that many grand sights such as these in Shagan.

However, the middle-aged man was not in the mood to admire that and said quietly, "We've arrived, sir!"

That was when the middle-aged man heard the voice booming in his ears, "Death to liars!"

He was once again shocked, but it made sense that the divine being was everywhere and knew if he lied!

Dropping to his knees without hesitation, the middle-aged man kowtowed and yelled after Frank, "Please, sir, I'm sorry I lied! I'm a terrible man who did everything from murder to jaywalking!"

Frank turned to glance at him, smirking, "Do I look like some sort of vigilante? Live and let live, as they say. And if I were to kill you after you drove me all this way, how am I different from you?"

The middle-aged man laughed right then—that was true! Big-shots like Frank would not stoop to killing small fry like himself!

In his delight, he kowtowed repeatedly, not noticing a dark cloud moving overhead.

In fact, it moved so quickly that every pedestrian passing beneath it was mystified.