Queen Of Racing: Rebirth And Revenge

And they had a good rest all night. Wendy felt much better now. Henry was driving on the high-speed. He looked at the rearview mirror from time to time. "Eh, Sherwood really didn't follow us this time. Why did he suddenly give up on stalking us?"

Steve looked back and asked suspiciously, "Is it possible that they didn't follow us righteously but disguised themselves so that they weren't recognized?"

"No, there is really no one following us this time." Said Jared, shaking his head.

"It's good that he didn't follow us. He hasn't found anything yet. I guess he has given up." Wendy said what she thought in her heart.

"Just ignore him. Have a good sleep." Harold raised his hand, intending to let Wendy rest leaning on his shoulder.

Wendy shook her head with a smile, "No, thanks. I have slept enough. I am not a lazy pig."

Hearing that, Harold was a little stunned. He said OK unnaturally and then turned his head to look out of the window.

Wendy turned to look at Harold up and down. Was he angry? But she couldn't see any expression on his

g exercises. Since he didn't listen to the class before, he needed to learn so much knowledge now. He had Wendy's help, and he should solve problems by himself to make himself to get familiar to the knowledge points.

Steve tried to do as many exercises as he could. Every day he was doing exercises and wrote the right answer down on his notebook. Wendy also helped him analyze the problem of the exercises he had do wrong to consolidate what he had learnt.

Harold pushed the door open and came in. He saw the two heads were about to get together. He frowned deeply and walked to Wendy. He interrupted her, "Go downstairs and have dinner."

"Wait a minute, Harold. You can go downstairs to eat first. I will tell him the question after that..."

Before Wendy could finish her words, she was held up by Harold.

"Ah!" She was startled when her body was suddenly lifted up. She put her arms around Harold's neck.

Harold hold her downstairs without her agreement.

Steve who sat on his chair smiled helplessly. He closed the pen and went downstairs.