Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Leo and Lily hurried along ahead with their heads down, practically generating wind beneath their feet, as if terrified of being followed by a pervert.
But how could two legs outrun four wheels?
The luxury sedan caught up from behind and drove alongside them. Howard leaned out from the passenger seat and shouted across the sidewalk.
"Don't leave! I'm not finished talking yet! How about I treat you to a meal? Pick any upscale restaurant in New York."
The boy and girl sped up as though they were racewalking.
Leonid felt anxious. They wanted to find the police right now, but could the police even control someone like Howard?
Sure enough, that lecherous bastard was up to no good. Everyone knew upscale restaurants came with both dining and lodging. If Howard was after Lily, wouldn't that make him another target of The Mustache?
Disgusting!
Howard had half his body hanging out of the car as he kept waving at them.
"Hello? Did you hear what I said?"
His shouting drew the attention of passing pedestrians. Quite a few recognized him, and chatter immediately broke out.
"Holy shit! You're Howard Stark!" a Black middle-aged woman screamed in an operatic tone, even throwing Howard a flirtatious wink.
Howard gave an awkward smile. "That's me. Thanks for the support. Goodbye."
He secretly kicked Nathaniel, signaling him to drive faster. The way that woman was looking at him, it was like she planned to rape him.
Once the car passed the woman, Howard's voice immediately dropped to a mosquito-like buzz. He cupped his hands around his mouth, making sure the sound waves went straight into Leo's ears.
"Look here, look here, look here."
Leo and Lily broke into a run. Only a lunatic would look.
Nathaniel, who was driving, sighed. He