Chapter 746
Evelyn Ross scanned her surroundings.
Everything appeared normal.
Her tightly wound nerves finally began to relax.
It seemed Natalie Castillo had made the Sterling Family sound far too mystical.
She knew those prophecies sounded absurd, yet she had still believed them.
She turned to Sebastian Truman, her tone sincere. "Mr. Truman, a false alarm is always better than a real disaster. I will take responsibility for the losses caused by delaying you for twenty minutes..."
"Take responsibility?" Cecilia Evans cut in sharply. "Do you think my brother's time can be bought with money? Do you even know who he is? A single decision from him can affect the livelihoods of countless people! Miss Ross, don't overestimate your importance!"
Evelyn looked at Sebastian.
She wanted to explain further.
Sebastian raised a hand to stop her.
His expression remained gentle, his tone even. "Miss Ross, I reserve the right to pursue this matter further. Now, may I ask you to move aside?"
Evelyn detected the chill beneath his courteous tone.
Sebastian was angry.
Apologetically, she stepped aside, slid into the driver's seat, and reversed the car a few meters to clear the gate.
Sebastian gave her a cold glance before turning to get into his car.
A smug smile curled Cecilia's lips.
Evelyn was digging her own grave.
The Truman family's status was far beyond that of ordinary merchants.
No matter how powerful the Ross family was, a single word from Sebastian could determine the fate of their entire industrial chain.
This man was the true crown prince of the New York elite circles.
Now that Evelyn had offended him, even if Aaron Truman died from his illness, Sebastian would never reconcile with the Ross family.
That meant she, Cecilia, could remain under his protection within the Truman family...
The more she thought about it, the more pleased she felt. She couldn't resist adding, "Miss Ross, I address you respectfully as 'aunt' out of courtesy. But you'd better know your place. This time, my brother will not let this go easily!"
Evelyn frowned, her gaze shifting back to Sebastian.
The man hadn't entered his car yet.
His driver stood respectfully by the open door.
Sebastian's profile was sharp and cold. His tailored suit accentuated his tall, straight frame. The string of prayer beads on his wrist added an aura of ascetic restraint.
This man appeared gentle on the surface, but his depths were unfathomable.
Evelyn knew she might have caused trouble for both the Ross and Vance families.
But she had never been afraid of trouble.
Still, making an enemy for no good reason was never wise.
She sighed inexplicably.
Deep down, she truly did not wish to be at odds with a man like him.
At that very moment—
Vroom!
The roar of an engine approached rapidly from a distance.
Evelyn whipped her head around.
From within the Truman estate grounds, a red sports car shot toward the main gate like an arrow released from its bow!
Everything happened too fast.
In that split second, even Sebastian froze in place.
He had never believed in ghosts or gods.
But the Sterling Family was indeed strange.
So, even though he claimed not to believe, he had remained vigilant against external vehicles.
He never expected the danger would come from inside his own home!
What was wrong with this car?!
As Sebastian's mind raced with shock and suspicion, the sports car was already upon him.
A panicked young girl's scream came from inside the vehicle. "Brother, get out of the way! The brakes are gone!!"
It was Mia Truman.
His biological younger sister.
The girl's face was deathly pale as she stomped frantically on the brake pedal.
The car showed no signs of slowing, hurtling directly toward Sebastian!
Sebastian's first instinct wasn't to dodge.
He glanced down at his wristwatch.
Ten o'clock and fifty-five seconds.
Five seconds remained until ten o'clock exactly.
Sebastian's pupils contracted sharply.
He looked up abruptly.
The sports car was now right in front of him.
His own vehicle was blocking half the gate. His driver stood beside him, holding the car door open.
Seeing Mia's car charging toward them, the driver instinctively moved to shield Sebastian.
Sebastian could have sidestepped to avoid it.
But at the fifty-seven-second mark—
As the sports car brushed past him, Sebastian grabbed the car door and leaped into the passenger seat!
He couldn't abandon Mia.
She was his sister.
The moment he jumped into the car, he saw the watch's second hand tick to fifty-nine seconds.
The Sterling Family's prophecy...
Had come true.
Ten o'clock exactly.
He had jumped into this vehicle destined for an accident.
This was the car crash!
"Brother, what are you doing in here?! The car won't stop!"
Mia cried out, her voice choked with tears as she continued stomping on the useless brake.
Sebastian quickly adjusted to the speed. "Switch places!" he commanded, his voice low and firm.
Mia's eyes reddened.
She knew her brother wouldn't abandon her.
But she never imagined he would risk his life to save hers.
Her brother was the Truman family's only direct male heir!
It was too late for regrets now.
At this speed, jumping out would be suicide.
Mia clenched her teeth. She and Sebastian moved simultaneously.
They swiftly exchanged positions within the cramped sports car.
Sebastian slammed his foot down on the brake pedal.
No response.
The car continued its mad dash forward.
He...
Was really going to die.