His Wife Calls The S Chapter 289: What’s the Point of Such a Big Sacrifice?

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: What’s the Point of Such a Big Sacrifice?

Chapter 289

When the window was opened again, there was a person in the driver’s seat.

Heijii wiped his sweat and grinned at them, "Morning, buddies. Ah, green light. Gotta go."

With that, he quickly drove off.

At this mont, Timmy Collins was quietly sitting in the back seat, holding Heijii’s phone and listening to the call.

The chimpanzee let out a low, remorseful cry.

After a while, it handed the phone back to Heijii voluntarily.

Chloe Collins’ voice ca through: "Tell

the route you just took."

Heijii quickly recalled and reported the route.

After Chloe took note, she hung up the phone.

She was now in a Starbucks near a service station, tapping away on her computer.

In this day and age, information spread where there were people, and the spread was even faster with the help of smartphones.

She couldn’t let the news of the chimpanzee street racing beco public.

In no ti, she successfully accessed the traffic control monitoring system and found the footage of the racing.

A random screenshot, zood in, clearly showed the chimpanzee in the driver’s seat.

The little fellow seed quite proud, eyebrows raised, and a dramatic expression on its face.

Exhausted, Chloe quickly deleted all the footage, leaving no trace.

That didn’t matter. She had checked earlier, and there were no traffic violations like running red lights. Heijii could handle the rest.

In the comnts section of those racing videos, there were sporadic remarks about the driver being a chimpanzee, but they were taken as groundless.

After Chloe had looked through the comnts and found no issues, she packed up her laptop and left Starbucks.

However, she underestimated the popularity of the incident.

By the ti she returned to Southvale’s Riverside to "lecture" Timmy Collins, the video had already been shared hundreds of thousands of tis online.

It was enough to beco a hot news item.

The video’s popularity was fueled by netizens’ love and curiosity for racing, along with the constant emphasis that a chimpanzee was seen in the driver’s seat. It was only a matter of ti before the video went viral.

At afternoon tea ti, Charles Carrington arrived early at the appointed cafe, with Alexander Foster yet to arrive.

At this point, the news had already been featured as a top headline in chat apps’ breaking news and trending topics sections.

As a car enthusiast, he was interested in anything related to cars.

Seeing the car racing in the video, he raised an eyebrow, finding it amusing.

Car racing groups were also discussing the incident, with everyone wanting to find the driver.

Unfortunately, the license plate in the video was blurred, making it impossible to identify the car owner.

Soone in the comnts section claid to have a way to find the driver.

As Charles was watching, Alexander arrived.

Charles put down his phone and got straight to the point, "You called

out so seriously, what’s the big deal?"

"Hmm."

Charles could sense sothing was off and had a bad feeling. "Wait, let

guess first."

Alexander remained silent, allowing him to guess.

Charles stared at him and slowly said, "You want

to take on the case from the Lowells."

Alexander’s smile confird the matter.

Charles shook his head helplessly, "Anything but that."

He spread his hands.

Alexander calmly said, "In exchange, I’ll grant you any one thing."

Charles was astonished, "Are you serious?"

He leisurely took a sip of coffee and pondered, "This case won’t do you any good either. Why are you sacrificing so much for it?"