Chapter 185


    It was the rush hour after work. No sooner had the Bentley that Mackenzie


    was in passed a traffic light than a long line of cars formed behind her.


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    Hence, even though Quintus was only one traffic light away, he was instantly


    left far behind.


    Not only that, a massive traffic jam was building up ahead!


    “D*mn it!” He mmed his hand against the steering wheel. Then,


    abandoning his Land Rover, which cost over two million, he climbed out of the


    car.


    Emmanuel happened to be passing by on his electric scooter right at that


    moment.


    Quintus immediately stuck out an arm to block his path. “Hey, buddy! Could


    you help me out?”


    Fortunately, Emmanuel reacted quickly and managed to hit the brakes in


    time. Otherwise, the impact would have sent this burly guy flying through the


    air!


    “What is it?” Emmanuel was a kind–hearted person, or else he would not have


    helped Terence the other day. He felt Quintus would not have done


    something so dangerous if not for some urgent matter.


    “It’s like this. I finally got my hands on two concert tickets after much difficulty.


    I nned on going with the woman I love, but I’m stuck in traffic. Could you


    help me to catch up to that Bentley in front?” Quintus replied frankly while


    pointing toward the intersection up ahead.


    Given the heavy traffic conditions, it would be a piece of cake for an electric


    scooter to catch up to the car.


    Emmanuel was torn as he had been on his way to pick up his wife at Terence


    Group.


    Noticing his hesitation, Quintus quickly fished out the keys to his Land Rover


    and held them out toward him. “Here! I’ll give you my Land Rover in exchange


    for your electric scooter.”


    Emmanuel was bbergasted. What the heck? Did I strike the lottery today?


    Exchanging my electric scooter that costs a couple thousand for an all–new


    Land.Rover?


    Nheless, he was not one to have an itching palm and replied, “I’ll pass on


    exchanging our vehicles. Just hop on. I’ll help you go after the car.”


    “Thanks, buddy!” With that, Quintus jumped onto the back of the scooter


    easily.


    Emmanuel was surprised by his agility. It looks like he’s retired from the army,


    just like me.


    A split secondter, Quintus was the one eximing in astonishment. That


    was because Emmanuel was actually maneuvering the scooter with one


    hand while using his free hand to make a phone call. On top of that, he can


    still drive the scooter steadily. That’s some mad skills!


    -Needless to say, Emmanuel was calling Mackenzie to let her know that he


    might bete by half an hour.


    “That’s okay. Drive slowly. I’ve left the office early.”


    After hearing her reply, he no longer had anything to worry about and


    increased his speed to give chase.


    s, just as he was about to catch up to the Bentley, the road ahead cleared


    up, and the car quickly sped off. There was no way an electric scooter could


    possibly keep up.


    Even so, Emmanuel was determined. Going full throttle, he took a back road


    and continued the pursuit.


    Through the rearview mirror, Wally noticed they were being followed, and


    what he saw shocked him. “Ms. Quillen, I think Mr. Lowe is trying to catch up to


    us on his scooter with Mr. Lenoir.”


    “What?”


    Mackenzie lifted her gaze abruptly. She was also stunned upon looking in the


    rearview mirror and seeing Emmanuel on his electric scooter with Quintus


    behind him. Emmanuel, that id*ot! Was he a pig in his past life? Why is he


    giving another man a ride to chase down his wife? How clueless can he get?


    Emmanuel even stretched out a hand and shouted from behind, “Stop the


    car! Hurry up and stop the car!”


    “Ms. Quillen, should we pull over?” Wally enquired. He had no idea Emmanuel


    was unaware the woman in the car was his wife.


    “Don’t stop. We’re changing our destination. I want to go to the branch office.


    Shake them off,” she instructed.


    Wally may not know this, but I can clearly tell from Emmanuel’s expression


    that he doesn’t know I’m in this car. He just wants to help Quintus. I wonder


    what sort of incentive Quintus offered him. However, I must say those two


    grown men squeezed together on top of a small electric scooter is a rather


    unpleasant sight!