Amelia Linton and Theodore Holmes were completely unaware of what Easton Holmes and Fabian Holmes were doing on their side. Now, the two of them had left the city and were driving toward the mountain road.
Vroom!
Theodore Holmes suddenly slammed the gas pedal to the floor, without any buffering time, the car shot forward like a bolt of lightning.
Amelia Linton was caught off guard by the sudden situation and instinctively raised her hand to grasp the handle above the car door.
"Theodore! Slow down!"
Her voice trembled clearly as she spoke, and her face turned pale.
"It’s a joyride! This speed is the thrill."
Theodore Holmes didn’t even turn his head, his eyes were focused on the road straight ahead, and if one didn’t see his mouth moving, one might think the voice wasn’t coming from him.
Amelia Linton had never driven this fast when she was young, let alone at her current age. She was terribly frightened, gripping the handle above the car window tightly, fearing she might be flung out if she loosened her grasp for even a moment.
"I can’t handle this thrill, slow down!" Her heart rate was accelerating, and she felt unwell.
Theodore Holmes seemed not to hear Amelia Linton’s words, his eyes blinked not a bit, focused intently straight ahead, looking like he was concentrating on driving.
Seeing the driver ignoring her, Amelia Linton tilted her head and shouted at the man driving: "Theodore Holmes! Stop the car!"
In a desperate moment, she actually withdrew her hands from the handle above the car window and leaned sideways to grab the steering wheel.
"Are you crazy! I’m driving!"
The sudden hands startled Theodore Holmes, who was driving, though it wasn’t enough to scare him. He turned his head and yelled at the culprit.
Is she crazy?!
Amelia Linton heard the word ’crazy’ most frequently today, it was bad enough when the old ones said it, now even the young ones were saying it to her, the rage shot up from her heart at once, she opened her mouth and yelled back at the man driving: "You little bastard! Who are you calling crazy?"
At this moment, she was frightened and angry, and didn’t clearly remember what she yelled, only that she instinctively shouted at the man driving.
Screech!
After an ear-piercing brake sound, the car suddenly came to a stop.
Although both of them were wearing seatbelts, because the speed was too fast just now, and an emergency brake was applied now, both were propelled forward due to inertia.
Theodore Holmes was somewhat better off, as he was already familiar with this speed and situation, he knew how to protect himself.
Amelia Linton wasn’t so fortunate, completely unprepared and inexperienced, she was forcefully thrown forward and then heavily pulled back into the seat, bouncing once before she sat back safely in the seat.
"Who did you just call a little bastard? How am I a little bastard? Explain it clearly to me." Amelia Linton hadn’t even managed to calm herself from the scare when Theodore Holmes already unbuckled his seatbelt, leaning over toward her. At this moment, his face showed no expression.
The car lights were off, Amelia Linton couldn’t see Theodore Holmes’s expression at the moment, but she could feel that he was very angry.
He was angry, and she was even angrier.
Because of his reckless driving just now, she was filled with anger toward him. Being pressed by him now, she was burning with fury, "You’re born of a bitch, of course, you’re a little bastard. Calling you a little bastard is already thinking too highly of you; to be accurate, you’re a bastard."