Chapter 80 Christopher Saves the Day

Christopher lifted his wrist and glanced at his watch—15 minutes had passed, yet Adeline still hadn't come down. Just as he was about to give her another call, a black Buick drove out from the residence's underground garage and past the Bugatti Veyron. Christopher's finger hovered on his phone screen and froze. Years of honed instinct made him realize that something was wrong. He immediately turned to look at the black Buick, and his heart clenched when he noticed a blurry figure by the backseat window when the car passed by. "Fuck!" It was actually Adeline. Christopher started the car immediately, slamming the gas pedal as he sped after the black car. One hand maneuvered the steering wheel while the other dialed Adeline's number. No one answered even after three calls from him. His face looked cold and terrifying, gritting his teeth hard. "Fuck!" He fixed his gaze on the black Buick just one traffic light away from him and floored the pedal. The roaring sound of the engine instan