He continued driving forward, waiting for her to ask him for help.
But, he was overthinking it.
Fifteen stared at the tie in her hand for a moment, then brought her wrist back to her mouth. This time, she switched to another direction and finally loosened the knot of the tie.
"Child's play!"
Throwing the tie onto the windshield, her tone was filled with extreme disdain.
Phoebe turned the steering wheel to the right and then slammed on the brakes.
Under inertia, Fifteen's body lunged forward, but luckily she reacted quickly, extending her hands to brace against the car's body, preventing herself from hitting the glass.
"Hey..."
Just as Fifteen was about to get angry, Phoebe, sitting in the driver's seat, had already unbuckled her seatbelt and jumped out of the car, rushing to the roadside.
Fifteen turned her head and immediately saw a black SUV parked sideways on the roadside beach—that was Carl's car.
