C245 Who Was at Fault?

At that moment, instead of doing anything rash, Tara took a deep breath, pulled out her phone, and made a call. As she dialed, she started the car again.

Her actions were so strange that Wendy felt uneasy, a chill running down her spine.

“Hello? Qianbo, you need to come quickly and save me! Wendy is holding onto my steering wheel and wants to take us both down! Hurry, Qianbo