Chapter 318 The Pleading Behind His Tough Attitude

The car was speeding on the road. Dos was the driver. In the gloomy and suffocating space, the petite body of the woman in the back seat was trembling slightly. An iron arm was bound around her tightly. It was impossible for her to move. It was not so much a hug but more like binding her with shackles. The face of the man who was confining the woman was livid. Drops of cold sweat seeped out of Dos’ forehead and flowed down. He did not dare to wipe it. At this moment, he was not driving a man and woman, but a… storm. The low air pressure was enfolding the man. Dos could not help but feel slightly envious of others. At least they did not need to stay with this lion that was about to go berserk anytime. The car put on its indicator at a traffic light and slid to the left lane when a cold voice came from the rear. It traveled through the hood, catching him off guard. "Did I say that we’re going back to Stewart manor?" Dos quivered immediately. “Boss, where are we going?" "Go hom