Driven For You - A Charles Leclerc Story
-| * |- I laughed. Not a nice laugh, but one that was full of condescending hatred, "Even if he was, that would be none of your concern." I retorted, turning swiftly on my heels and walking in the other direction. "Isla!" He called after me. I didn't stop. "Isla, you can get him reported for that kind of thing! You we...