Chapter 354 - 350, do you consider him dead!
Chapter 354 of "Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride" starts the action: In the end, the conversation ended with Titus Zaneās compromise.He casually grabbed a jacket to... Find out what happens!
In the end, the conversation ended with Titus Zaneās compromise.
He casually grabbed a jacket to put on and walked out of the apartment.
Titus Zane felt that in his past life he must have owed Nathan Moore something, otherwise, he wouldnāt have been continuously threatened by him in this life.
Previously, using his family as a threat, and now, using his profession as a threat.
The frustrating part was that he had no way to resist and could only be controlled by him.
As soon as he stepped out of the apartment, that man standing in the night lifted his eyes to him, his squinted eyes unreadable under the dim streetlight.
With a cigarette held between his fingers brought to his lips, he took a harsh drag then tossed it onto the ground and strode over.
"Nathan, you...ah..." Before he could finish, his arm was grabbed by Nathan, who, without a word, pulled him quickly toward the sedan parked there.
It was then Titus Zane saw the manās handsome face, darker than the dim streetlights.
"Nathan! Where are you taking me?" Stuffed into the passenger seat, before he could even react, the sedan had already started, Titus Zane turned his face to look at Nathanās side profile, not out of fear, but anger.
From the side, Nathanās jaw was clenched tightly, his beautiful eyebrows slightly raised due to frowning, and from his gaze fixed forward, one could feel the coldness.
"To where we need to go."
A few words fell, and the sedan took a sharp turn, reversed, then shot out quickly, like a professional racer showing off his skills.
Clinging hard to the handrail above, Titus Zane let out several exclamations, feeling disoriented.
If not for the tightly closed car door, perhaps he would have been thrown out of the vehicle by now.
Once the sedan straightened its course, he raised his hand, and punched Nathan in the shoulder, "You jerk! Canāt you drive properly!"
Out of anger, Titus Zane couldnāt care much anymore.
The man driving glanced over, the thin lips hooked up, cold snort escaping from his nose.
Heās a jerk, right?
Dare to call him a jerk!
Feeling perfectly entitled to move into another manās apartment, holding hands with him to go out for meals, deliberately creating ambiguity as if he were dead?
Looks like, this woman doesnāt want to live!
Pressing the gas pedal again, the sedan sped up like an arrow, the corners of his lips curling in a cold arc.
"Titus Zane, I really wish I could perish together with you!"
"Ah...Nathan! Donāt!" Lunging forward, Titus Zane grabbed the handrail again, watching the fast-moving buildings on both sides, his delicate face devoid of color.
"Letās discuss this properly, Iāve already died once and donāt want to die a second time..."
In fact, Nathan had merely spoken in anger just now, but paired with his high speed and stern face, Titus Zane took it seriously, clutching the handrail tightly and turning to him, his voice pleading tearfully.
"Nathan, please, donāt be so rash, weāre both still young, and youāre so rich, it would be a pity if you died..."
"Donāt want to die?" Nathan still watching ahead, the speed of the car unchanged, but the lines of his face slightly relaxed.
"Nonsense! Who wants to die!" In his agitation, a blunt truth slipped out unintentionally.
"Hm?" Nathan glanced at Titus Zane, just a nasal sound, but full of threat.
Because he didnāt watch the road, the car slipped, drawing a small arc, grazing past an oncoming sedan.
Titus Zane...
With another exclamation, he scolded angrily.
"Watch the road, drive properly!"
"Youāre yelling at me?" As the car started drawing a dragon-like pattern on the road due to his rapid driving.
Titus Zaneās heart was in his throat.