"Both tires are blown! What can we do?" Aziel cried miserably.
The location where Stephen's car was parked was not far from Lincoln's!
Aziel roared loudly. There was an echo in the huge underground garage!
Both Zayla and Stephen could hear clearly...
Stephen didn't intend to give a hand. He looked at Zayla and urged, "Zayla, get in the car quickly. It's late. You're supposed to be home and rest."
Zayla nodded, but her movement of getting into the car subconsciously slowed down...
Did the tire really blow out?
At this moment, a hand grasped the car door.
He looked at Zayla, who was about to get into the car, and narrowed his deep eyes.
"The tire blew up, and I couldn't go back."
"Can I take a ride, little girl?" He asked.
Then, he whispered lowly that only the two of them could hear, "Little girl."
Zayla's beautiful eyes blinked.