Chapter 66. Precarious

Andrew was born with a strong instinct, not just in business but also in sensing danger around him. He had been feeling a looming threat for the past few days, and it reached its peak when he spotted a double-cabin car that had been following him relentlessly since leaving a restaurant in a highland location, far from the city, where he and Emma had dinner.

Emma could feel the acceleration of the vehicle she was in. They were on a highway, and there was no need to rush, so why was Andrew driving so fast?

"Andrew, slow down," Emma said. But it seemed like Andrew didn't pay attention to her words. His brown eyes were alert, and his strong arms firmly gripped the steering wheel. Emma compared his body language to a Siberian tiger she had seen on National Geographic, calm yet vigilant.

What was going on? Just an hour ago, they were enjoying dinner at a luxurious restaurant on the outskirts of town with a magical view of the pine forest valley at night, in the most roma