Sean frowned tightly, then quickly relaxed.

“Doesn’t matter. I don’t have a girlfriend, the Eternity Pack can’t touch my family, and I’m not short on money. What can they do to me?”

I sighed inwardly—this kid was still too naive. “What if they frame you? Drug you, plant a woman to accuse you of rape, pay some desperate thug to stage an accident and blackmail you.”

“Wh—… Is Joyce really that ruthless? Over a single car?!”

Memories of my past life flashed through my mind, and a cold frost sharpened in my eyes.

This was the same trash who’d left his own little sister on the race track, told other...