The sedan’s driver stopped sadly on the side as the light changed to green.

He nervously called his boss, “Sir, Miss Scott got away in another woman’s car. She was fast, and I lost her…”

Diana wasn’t happy about being followed and showed her displeasure with a rude gesture.

The man hesitated before deciding not to complain and stayed quiet.

“I understand. There’s no need to follow her anymore,” Dave said casually.

“Yes, sir.”

The Porsche continued smoothly down the road.

Diana held onto the steering wheel and asked, “Bianca, that person who was following us seemed to be after you. Who is that? Why were they following you?”

Thinking...