Chapter 32 She Lost the Bet

"Davian, drive." He spelled out the words as she stared at Kisa's angry, stubborn, and pale face. Davian was dilemmatic. "But Miss Becker is still in the way." Gilbert sneered. "Drive, and I will take the blame if anything happens." "But—" "One more word of nonsense from you, and you will be out of the job." Davian instantly shut up and glanced at Kisa in a predicament, then closed his eyes and stepped on the gas pedal with gritted teeth. 'This couple really wants to kill each other when they argue. Mrs. Kooper, this is an order from Mr. Kooper. Please don't blame me,' Davian thought to himself. The moment the car lunged forward, he could not help but open his eyes and find Kisa still blocking the front of the car. He screamed in terror as the car was about to hit Kisa. But in the nick of time, someone sprang out and pulled Kisa to the side as the car whizzed. Davian sighed a big sigh of relief. By the time he came out of shock, he had been sweating profusely. "Mr. Kooper, M-M