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---- Chapter 801 "Where... are we?" Hailey asked. Her face turned scarlet the moment she realized what had happened. She shot upright, then quickly spun around to glare at the man beside her. "Pervert!" The man in the driver's seat was wearing a mask, hiding most of his face. However, his cold expression shone with amusement. "What are you yelling at me for? I didn't do anything," he said. He sounded completely innocent , as if he had nothing to do with her embarrassment. Hailey's face flushed even deeper, burning with heat. "You call that nothing? You were just...

you know..." "What?" he asked casually, glancing over at her. Hailey fell silent. She couldn't bring herself to say it out loud. Just then, Ewan hit the gas and caught up behind them. He couldn't believe it. His driving skills were second to none, yet he was actually losing to a taxi driver. In a Ferrari, no less. After rolling down his window, Ewan shouted, "Pull over! Now! Do you even know who Iam? Mess with me and I'll make sure you disappear from Kinthorne!" ---- Hailey felt a headache coming on as Ewan refused to back off.

"Don't stop the car!" The man in the driver's seat wore a faint smile. "Didn't you just call me a pervert ? I thought you didn't want to be in my car." "T take it back!" Hailey said instantly , swallowing her pride. At that moment, she and Aileen were both in his car. This was no time to act tough. "Please, just drive. Lose him, I'm begging you!" Amusement flickered in the man's eyes, softening their usual chill as the corners crinkled slightly. Meanwhile, behind them, Ewan was boiling with rage. Ewan shouted, "Hey! I'm talking to you! Are you even listening ?

Sitting there whispering like I'm not even here - what am I, invisible?" He watched the taxi driver say something else to Hailey and nearly lost it. Was he actually being ignored? The man retorted indifferently, "You talk too much!" 'The man spun the steering wheel sharply, and the taxi swerved into a narrowalley. Ewan cursed under his breath and jerked his wheel to follow. But just then, a massive truck came barreling toward him ---- from the opposite direction, nearly hitting him head-on. As the truck driver slammed the horn, Ewan hit the brakes hard.

His Ferrari screeched to a halt, stopping just inches from disaster. His hands were clenched on the wheel, and cold sweat trickled down his back. When he looked up, he saw that the alley ahead was pitch black and completely silent. Fuck! In recent years, Ewan's status had skyrocketed. Everyone around him either flattered him or stayed in his good graces. He had never taken a loss before, and he had never expected to be outmaneuvered by a taxi driver. Rage surged in his chest. At that moment, the truck driver rolled down his window and shouted , "What the hell is wrong with you?

You got a death wish or something ? If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!" 1 Ewan shot him a cold, venomous glare. The truck driver froze under it. "Get lost!" Ewan snapped. The driver didn't dare argue. He had no choice but to drive off. Left alone in his car, Ewan stared at the dark alley where the taxi had vanished. He still couldn't believe that there was actually someone in ---- Kinthorne who had dared to go up against him. That was a first. He wasn't going to let it slide. He was determined to find that person and make him disappear. Ewan pulled out his phone and made a call.

The voice on the other end answered quickly. "Hello, Mr. Ewan." Ewan ordered, "Find out who that taxi driver was. Now!" "Yes, sir!" Five minutes later, his phone rang again. It was his subordinate calling back.