With tears streaming down her face, Janet struggled to contain her emotions as she calmly declared, "Mesue, I'll stay with you."

She then quickly let go of the ladder and jumped back to the car.

Mesue, feeling horrified, shouted, "Mrs. Larson, I'm a professional, and I'm confident I won't be in any danger."

Slightly sniffling, Janet looked at Brandon and told him, "There's a bend up ahead. Someone needs to control the car. Mesue wants to stay and take the wheel."

Upon seeing Janet's resolute and tearful gaze, Brandon found it difficult to make a decision. It was undoubtedly nearly impossible to save both of them at the same time.

However, Brandon also understood that Janet couldn't bear to watch Mesue perish, so he had to try to rescue them both.

"Take care of yourself. I'll handle everything else." Brandon exchanged seats with the driver next to him and revved up the car. Working in conjunction with the other vehicle, they sandwiched the convertible in the middle.

The three cars collided with a loud, jarring noise, causing sparks to fly as the bodies of the cars were damaged. But thanks to their efforts, the speed of the convertible slowed down.

Realizing that Brandon was attempting to buy some time for them, Janet said to Mesue frantically, "Get in the back seat first."

"Someone has to take the wheel!" Mesue refused to move to the back seat.

Suddenly, an idea struck Janet. She removed her coat and handed it to Mesue and instructed, "Tie it to the steering wheel. I'll control it with my hands." "Will that work?" Mesue hesitated for a moment before finally tying Janet's coat sleeves to the steering wheel as instructed. "Try to see if you can control it."

As soon as Janet climbed up the ladder, she felt the power of the convertible pulling her back. She had to exert all her strength to control it.

Despite the difficulty, she gritted her teeth and insisted, "Yes, I can. Come up already!"

At this point, she saw that the convertible had been badly squeezed and deformed on both sides by the other cars. This meant that there was a high risk of a car accident at any moment, and the situation was far from optimistic.

However, Brandon didn't seem to be worried about the car at all. He simply reminded Janet, "Make it quick."

Mesue moved from the driver's seat to the back seat as Janet climbed up, still managing the direction of the car. As they approached the bend, Mesue nimbly jumped up at the last second and grabbed onto the rescue ladder.

Janet quickly let go of the coat, and the helicopter successfully navigated the curve.

Just when everyone thought everything was over, the out-of-control convertible suddenly swayed and crashed into the fence!

The violent collision immediately caused a small explosion. The gasoline in the tank of the convertible leaked, coming into contact with the sparks caused by friction, and the car was instantly engulfed in flames.

The other cars from the Larson Group all retreated quickly. But since Brandon's car was in a precarious position, he had to turn the steering wheel rapidly to avoid the sudden explosion...

With a loud noise, Brandon's car burst through the fence and collided with a tree on the side of the road.

Janet and Mesue had been pulled into the chopper by then. Janet saw this as she was in the air. She screamed as Brandon's car began to smoke! Janet twisted her neck to see behind her, but the chopper continued to move forward and the buildings soon prevented her from seeing Brandon's car. Janet's consciousness immediately blanked as she saw what transpired. She realized she was struggling for air.

If Brandon's car was also leaking gasoline, it could explode!

The powerful wind filled her ears to the point that she couldn't determine if there was a distant explosion.

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