This Time, the Boss is Really Angry!
"Sit tight," Jacob's voice suddenly sounded. Evidently, he had also noticed the car that had been tailing them. Cynthia remained silent, finding a comfortable position in her seat. The speed of the car suddenly increased, but the business van behind them also noticed and promptly accelerated, relentlessly biting at their tail.
Cynthia, glancing through the rearview mirror at the pursuing van, chuckled lightly, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness. "Seems like your driving skills have declined lately."
"Wanna have a race when you have time!" Jacob held the steering wheel with one hand, occasionally glancing through the rearview mirror to observe the movements of the vehicle behind.
Cynthia raised an eyebrow, subtly expressing a touch of pride. "Your skills aren't worthy of playing with me."
Jacob frowned slightly. "Girl, don't forget, I'm the one who taught you how to race!"