Chapter 15
The unmistakable masculine scent from Anthony entered her nostrils and occupied her senses. With
her heart picking up the pace, Charmine was angry and embarrassed altogether.
‘Ugh! Nial must’ve done it on purpose!’ she fumed internally.
Just as she was about to lash out, she heard Chris from the passenger seat, his voice pleading as he
spoke, “Sorry, Mommy, please bear with us. Uncle Nial likes drifting, you see. He was an F1 racer last
year.”
“Nial, please drive carefully. This is a highway, not a racing track,” Anthony huffed in a low and
authoritative tone.
Charmine’s voice was lodged in her throat when she heard him. Anthony then held Charmine by her
arms and—with a much gentler and concerned voice—said, “Are you hurt?”
He had a genuinely concerned face, and Charmine thought she was overthinking things again. She
pulled herself up and distanced herself in an instant. “I’m fine,” she replied as she held tightly onto a
handler in the van, securing herself.
With such a strong grip, no more turns could make her fall… At least that was what she thought before
the van made another sharp left turn out of the blue.
Skrreeek!
Proud Charmine successfully prevented her fall this time, but it was not the case for Anthony. He fell
onto her this time, and he intentionally grabbed onto her dress for stability.
Rip!
The cloth at her waist was torn out, and that side of her waist was exposed.
“Anthony Bailey!” Charmine yelled his name through her gritted teeth. She could not take it anymore!
The van then came to a stop.
“Miss Jordan, you’ve reached your destination,” Nial announced as he turned to look back, guilty of
the situation he caused. “I’m so sorry. I’m really sorry! Once I get my hands on the steering wheel, I
just can’t help but drift.”
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