The next morning, Charlotte made sure her triplets safely boarded the bus before rushing to the company.
Because she was going to be late, she carried her heels and ran non-stop. Upon reaching the company’s driveway, a Rolls-Royce Phantom abruptly sped toward her from the side, with no intention of slowing down.
Charlotte couldn’t avoid the car in time, falling to the ground in fright.
The car, on the other hand, came to a screeching halt just an inch away from her.
A little further and Charlotte would have been meeting either God or Satan in person.
She was so scared that her heart threatened to fly out of her chest, but the people in the car looked completely unfazed.
The security guard came forward to help Charlotte up, but unexpectedly reproached her, “Don’t run around like a mad
