Chapter 212

Willow stood before the Rolls-Royce. The black paint gleamed luxuriously even under the dim lighting. Willow circled the car before finding the punctured tire. The tire was flat so this side of the car wasn’t as high as the other. She squatted down to examine the tire. She found a silver needle on the tire surface that was close to the ground. It was this needle that punctured the tire. Willow held the end of the needle and tried to pull it out. However, the needle was so stuck that she couldn’t pull it out no matter how hard she tugged. Perhaps squatting down was limiting her energy, so she straightened her legs while bending forward and tried again. One, two, three! Wheeze! The needle came out. As the needle left the tire, Willow staggered backward from using too much force. She mentally prepared herself for the pain she would feel on her rear end for the upcoming fall. Instead, she fell into a firm, broad, and slender but strong embrace. She knocked into