Chapter 1291
Chapter 1291
Seeing this, Catelyn was happy. She smiled and withdrew her head.
As soon as she turned her head, she heard Alfred's suspicious voice.
"You know that motorcycle driver?"
"No," Catelyn shook her head and said in a serious manner.
"It's best if you don't know him."
Before Catelyn could figure out the meaning of Alfred's words, she saw Alfred stepping hard on the gas pedal.
After all, it was a luxury Spyker, and the car's performance was far better than ordinary cars. All of a sudden, with a rumble, it zoomed past the motorcycle, leaving it far behind...
Yet the Yamaha R6 was a good racing motorcycle. The Spyker finally could not get rid of it. The two vehicles competed fiercely.
Alfred flexibly steered the car in the traffic on a sigmoid route, rushing and dodging. Catelyn saw that the motorcycle behind them was chasing the Spyker and dodging the traffic. She got extremely nervous.
She seemed ... to have accidentally stirred up trouble.
"Alfred, I think that Yamaha can't catch up with you. Why don't you drive a little slower? I'm getting a little sick."
"It's not that I don't want to slow down, but the Yamaha driver seems to have a grudge against me. Once I slow down, maybe the rear of my car will be ruined by him." Alfred's eyes were serious as he calculated the angle in his mind.
This Yamaha had been following him since not long after he left the airport.
However, he couldn't remember when he had ever offended such a person.
Catelyn muttered, "I don't think he has the guts to do that. Most likely, he's just fighting with you. How about this? If there's a problem, I'll pay for the car repair. Just drive slower. N
"You don't know him?" When driving through an overpass, Alfred jerked the steering wheel. The car turned to an empty suburban road with a squeak.
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