Cierra held a lollipop in one hand and her father’s hand in the other. As her father’s grip tightened, she had to stop sucking on the candy.
“Daddy, it hurts,” she said.
Kelvin was startled by his daughter’s cry and released her hand immediately when he saw the red marks left by his grip.
Miss Callahan had been fond of Kelvin until she heard Cierra call him “daddy.” She looked at the two children in shock.
“Is Mr. Foley their father?” she asked.
Kelvin didn’t want to deal with her but nodded anyway since she was Benson’s cousin.
“Yes.”
“What?” Miss Callahan felt like her world was falling apart. She finally found a man only to discover that he already had children – two of them!
But then again, it wasn’t really an issue for any wealthy man to have mistresses and illegitimate children outside of marriage. Besides, Kelvin was rumored to be worth billions as CEO of the Foley Group and he looked so handsome with those two kids!
As long as Miss Callahan married him, they could send these kids away somewhere while they started their own family together later on.
“Hehe, Mr. Foley’s children are so cute and look just like you,” Miss Callahan complimented him.
Kelvin gave her an impatient cold stare before saying sarcastically. “Who else would my kids look like if not me?”
If she dared say Benson or anyone else instead of him, Kelvin would give her a death glare for sure.
Miss Callahan was known as a seductive beauty among high society circles due to being rich and beautiful which attracted many men who pursued after her relentlessly but no one ever treated her with such disdain as Kelvin did today which made Miss Callahan even more determined than ever before.
Cheyenne signed autographs for fans while keeping an eye on what happened around Kelvin where Camilla tried approaching him only to be rejected rudely causing Cheyenne secretly smiling approvingly at this outcome.
However, there were seven people in total so they needed two cars; Benson couldn’t drive because of his health condition so Kelvin took over driving duties while Mr. Shaffer drove another car.
Two children had to accompany Benson, so they chose to ride in Mr. Shaffer’s car together. Cheyenne was busy handing water bottles to the children when Miss Callahan suddenly sat in the passenger seat next to Kelvin.
With a bright and charming smile, she pretended to be cute and whispered, “Miss Lawrence, I get a little carsick and need to look ahead to feel better. You don’t mind me sitting in the passenger seat, do you?”
Cheyenne gritted her teeth inwardly as she prepared to get into the car. At the same time, she calmly looked at Kelvin with dark eyes that betrayed her anger.
After sharing a bed for many years, how could Kelvin not understand his wife’s suppressed anger? He knew that if he said he didn’t mind Miss Callahan sitting in front with him Cheyenne would tear him apart.
“I suddenly remembered my hand hurts today. Cheyenne, can you drive instead?”
Cheyenne snorted, “Then you go sit in back.”
Kelvin obediently got out of the car and went straight into the backseat while grabbing something just in case.
“Huh? This…”
Miss Callahan was dumbfounded; she didn’t understand why Kelvin wanted to sit at back while Cheyenne drove now.
What was even more confusing was what purpose did it serve for her if she sat next to him? She thought about getting out of the car but before she could do anything Cheyenne locked all doors from inside.
“Miss Callahan!”
Then came her shallow smile which seemed somewhat eerie as well, “Of course I don’t mind you sitting up front.”
“I’m about to start driving, so you better buckle up.”
“Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder, remember to fasten your seatbelt, or else you might not only get fined but also… thrown out.”
With that said, Cheyenne inserted the key, with one foot on the accelerator and the other on the clutch.
She gripped the steering wheel with both hands and began to turn it.
“Oh, I also don’t know how long it has been since I last drove, so you’ll have to bear with me.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she abruptly stepped on the pedal, and the car shot forward several meters in just a second.
Due to inertia, the sudden acceleration caused the three of them to lean forward, but luckily Kelvin had the foresight to grab a pillow and hold it against his forehead.
Miss Callahan’s hairpin was thrown off, and she looked at Cheyenne in disbelief.
Once Kelvin had steadied himself, he took a deep breath and answered, “My wife’s driving skills are not very stable, so I usually don’t let her touch the car.”
“Not very… stable… What does that mean?”
The man smiled and remained silent.
And Cheyenne demonstrated with her actions what “not very stable” meant!
The hot spring resort was located on a mountainside, and the road leading up from the foot of the mountain was winding and bumpy.
Most people would drive cautiously because the sea was right beside them, and if they lost control, they would plunge into the water.
However, the concept of “driving cautiously” did not exist in Cheyenne’s brain.
Regardless of whether there were cars ahead or not, she floored the accelerator, and during turns, the rear wheels of the car almost lifted off the ground.
The roaring wind constantly blew in through the windows, leaving Miss Callahan’s perfectly styled hair in disarray.
There were screams and cries mixed in.
Being in Miss Lawrence’s car felt like teetering on the edge of life and death every second.
They didn’t know how long the car had been driving when Miss Callahan felt a surge in her chest and felt like she couldn’t hold it any longer. Just then, they arrived at the hot spring resort.
Cheyenne performed a perfect 360-degree drift and parked the car sideways at the entrance, slamming on the brakes.
Bang!
The front wheels collided with the stone pillar at the entrance, and the airbags instantly deployed, but Cheyenne was unharmed.
Miss Callahan, on the other hand, suffered. Her forehead hit the windshield hard, leaving a small red mark.
Looking at Kelvin, who was tightly hugging the pillow and holding onto the handles in the car, he silently vowed to himself, “I must never let Cheyenne drive again.”
There was silence in the car for several minutes before Miss Callahan burst into loud crying, wailing and sobbing.
Cheyenne rubbed her ear and opened the car door, looking down at the road with a guilty look on her face.
“Well, I think I did pretty well today. Miss Callahan, don’t be scared. We’ve safely arrived.”
Miss Callahan: “…” I want to find my cousin!