Chapter 368

In the car, Tiffany was drenched in sweat from the pain. "Tiff, Tiff…" Teresa called her name repeatedly, her voice trembling without her realizing it. The car was filled with a faint floral scent, which made Teresa feel dizzy and nauseous. After holding it in for a moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Mrs. Lewis, what kind of car perfume are you using?" Joyce replied, "It's just a regular car perfume. What's wrong?" "It smells terrible," said Teresa, reaching to open the window for some fresh air. At that moment, binding headlights flashed ahead, followed by the deafening sound of a horn. The next second, there was a loud crash. The world turned upside down in Teresa's eyes, and something heavy hit the back of her head. She blacked out before she could react. The car came to a stop by the roadside. "Mrs. Lewis!" The driver was still in shock. Joyce was holding a wooden club in her hand. She had seized the moment when the driver made a sharp turn and braked to strike Teresa on