With a screech of tires, a flashy neon-blue supercar charged into the crowd.
Its four wheels gripped the pavement as it executed an incredibly arrogant drift, scattering the people in its path.
It forcefully and domineeringly inserted itself between Serena and Adrian.
That brazen display made it seem like the driver didn't care at all if they hit
someone.
The surrounding crowd dispersed.
The sudden roar of the engine and the piercing screech of tires on the pavement startled Adrian, making him stumble back two steps.
He snapped his head up, squinting against the blinding headlights to look at the audacious supercar that had just barged in.
Its flashy, butterfly-wing doors swung upward.
A young man with wild-colored hair, sunglasses, and a neon-green leather outfit jumped out of the car with a cool move, propping himself on the vehicle.
He was incredibly striking and eye-catching.
"Brian... Foster!"
Adrian's brow twitched as he stared at Brian's arrogant, roguish face and his signature style. His expression darkened instantly.
Brian again!
Last time, at Obsidian Palace, Brian had jumped in to defend Serena.
And now, here he was again.
Why did this infamous hell-raiser of Vaelion City always seem to show up and get in his way?
"Well, well. Who do we have causing trouble on my turf?"
Brian slid his sunglasses down his nose, eyeing Adrian with half-lidded eyes.
He then pushed them back up with a finger, a wide, arrogant smirk spreading across his face. "Oh? If it isn't... Mr. Cole."
He scoffed, his drawn-out tone dripping with sarcasm and contempt. "How is it that every time I see Mr. Cole, he's always acting so high and mighty?"
That protective stance was exactly the same as it had been at Obsidian Palace.
Adrian's face soured.
He pressed his thin lips together, his eyes dark and brooding.
The Fosters were one of the three great families of Vaelion City, with deep roots.
And Brian Foster was a notorious hell-raiser in their circle. When he lost his temper, he'd take on anyone.
Just like now. The area was packed with the privileged sons and daughters of wealthy families from all over.
And still, Brian had dared to drive his supercar straight into the crowd.
He clearly didn't give a damn about anyone present.
That's how arrogant, how audacious he was.
And unfortunately, there was nothing they could do about it.
But this time...
The crowd was full of rich and powerful people from their circle.
It was completely different from the last time at Obsidian Palace, where he had been surrounded by his own people.
If he backed down now, with Brian acting so brazenly in front of everyone...
The Cole family would become a laughingstock in their circle!
Adrian's face was grim as he
clenched his fists. "Mr. Foster, I just want to know why she's riding the
Ghost. Skye where is she? This has nothing to do with you!"
"Who the hell are you to tell me what concerns me?" Brian's voice was casual as he stood beside Serena, hands in his pockets. You think you can just mess with her?"
He glanced at Adrian with disdain, his posture superior. "You want to see her face? Steal her bike and demand to know where Skye is? Adran, who the hell gave you the balls? The Cole Corporation? Huh?"
It was a blatant threat.
At that moment, Brian raised an eyebrow and scanned the group that had just surrounded Serena and Brianna. "Didn't you hear her tell you all to get lost?"