THE LEDGER: He Killed Your Lover

Jerson chuckled as he raised his hand and gave the people in the rival’s car a middle finger which made those people grimace. A person who felt very agitated pointed a gun at him so he immediately bent his body to avoid getting hit using the metal of the car as a shield.

Van turned the steering wheel of the car to the left again, hitting Avialanché’s car. As the people in the opponent's car were too distracted by the pressure that Van had made, Jerson pointed the gun at the tires of the car and hit them. Jerson snickered triumphantly when he hit the tires making it blast. The driver lost control over the car.

“You seemed to be enjoying this,” Vishnu pointed out.

“Yes. And so? What will you do?” Jerson asked.

Vishnu smiled genuinely. “I won’t do anything unless you hurt yourself. You should stay away from threats, Cara,” he said.

Jerson smiled with wry amusement. ‘I doubt that,’ he thought. ‘If you remember who