Chapter 90

"Of course not. Everyone has at least one strange relative," Joshua said, shrugging it off. Despite the glamorous appearance of his social circle, there were plenty of rotten individuals who weren't much better than Queenie's parents, just with different ways of being terrible. "So what do we do now? We definitely can't let them find out where we live," Queenie said anxiously. She knew all too well how much of a leech Stacy could be. "Don't worry. Hold on tight," Joshua reassured her. At the right moment, with just three seconds left before the light turned red, he floored the gas pedal, and the car shot forward. The luxury vehicle quickly left the taxi behind. Despite the taxi's close pursuit, the driver was a second too slow. His car was no match for Joshua's. It was futile for him to try to catch up to Joshua. "Hey! Why did you stop? Follow them!" Stacy screamed, panicking as the driver came to a halt. "Follow them? I wouldn't run a red light even if I were crazy!" the driv