Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy novel Chapter 195

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 195

Upon hearing this, the driver stepped hard on the accelerator, causing her face to bump into the front seat. She hit herself so hard that tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes.

Does he have to step on the accelerator so hard? It hurts so bad.

“Miss, it’s best if you put on your seat belt. I’ll do my best for the sake of your husband.”

The driver was a kind person, and upon hearing that someone was about to jump off a building, he offered to do his best.

He picked up his walkie-talkie and announced to his fellow drivers, “Fellow friends, we have an issue. Someone is planning to jump off Horizon Tower. If you see him, try to dissuade him. His wife is on the way.”

“I’m nearby, but I don’t see any onlookers.”

“He won’t survive if he falls from such a height.”

“He chose the place well. The view up there must be good.”

“I haven’t been up there before. Perhaps I should head up and try to dissuade him.”

Gwendolyn’s chest tightened as she listened to the drivers’ remarks.

She had only wanted to change her destination and ask the driver to hurry. Little did she expect the driver to be so kind and even enlist help from his friends.

She covered her face in embarrassment and dared not look at him. If he knew she had just lied to him, he would surely give her a good scolding before letting her go.

In no time, they arrived. The journey that would supposedly last for one hour only took thirty minutes.

The driver commented, “Quick, go now. I don’t think he has jumped yet. My friends are keeping an eye on things, and nothing has fallen.”

Gwendolyn nodded at him awkwardly and said, “Thank you! You’re a good person.”

After saying this, she turned around and ran toward the elevator in the lobby of Horizon Tower.

When she arrived at the revolving restaurant, she calmed herself down before heading in.

She realized that there was no one in the restaurant save for the glass room.

Walking over, she greeted, “Mr. Lowen! I’m here. That was quick, wasn’t it?”

Patrick raised his left hand and glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist.

“You took fifty minutes. You’ve passed. You don’t have to give me Ms. Ziegler’s number for now.”

He then reached out his arm.