Through the howling wind on the other end, Sh sounded strained.


    “Lindsey, I’ve run into a bit of trouble here.


    But don’t worry, I’m on my way.


    ”


    “What’s happened?” Lindsey felt a nervous twitch in her right eyelid.


    “I was crossing the Bay Bridge when there was a car ident.


    ”


    As soon as Lindsey’s car crossed the bridge, she’d be at the theater.


    But in the middle of the bridge, things went sideways.


    Out of nowhere, another car charged from the opposite direction and mmed into Sh’s ride.


    The driver tried to swerve, but it was no use.


    A fast-moving sedan smacked them, sending their car skidding towards the bridge’s railings, almost flying off.


    Fortunately, a ck sports car swooped in and brushed against the teetering car, preventing a near disaster.


    Sh’s car ended up overturned, teetering on the brink, barely a meter from a deadly plunge.


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    “What? A car ident? Sh, are you okay?” Lindsey blurted out, shocked.


    “Yeah, I’m alright, Lindsey.


    Just hang tight.


    I’ll get there as soon as I can,” Sh replied before hanging up.


    She couldn’t help but stare at Arturo.


    Had Arturo not shown up in his car just in time to block the car Sh was in, it would have collided with the bridge railings and been reduced to ruins.


    The bridge was a no-go for driving now.


    Arturo had called for a motorcycle toe through.


    He was going to take Sh off to the theater on a motorcycle.


    Sitting on the bridge’s edge, Sh was overwhelmed.


    She owed Arturo her thanks, yet she found herself at a loss for words.


    Meanwhile, the theater’s audition live stream kicked off at ten in the morning, with millions of viewers jumping in, causing awork crash.


    Lindsey eyed the theater’s entrance, anxiety bubbling inside her.


    Despite this, she kept a cool exterior.


    Just then, Vincent approached and gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.


    “Lindsey, where’s Sh? Why isn’t she here?” Vincent’s tone held a note of worry.


    “She ran into a bit of an ident on her way over.


    She’ll be here shortly,” Lindsey reassured him.


    “An ident?” Vincent’s brow creased, sensing the gravity of the situation in Lindsey’s serious tone.


    With a worried bite of her lip, Lindsey gave Vincent a nod and offered an apologetic look.


    “I’m sorry.


    I didn’t see thising.


    ”


    “On a day like today, with such an unexpected urrence, it’s hard to believe, isn’t it?” Vincent said, his words tinged with underlying meaning.


    He then turned and strode towards the stage.


    Lindsey, struck by a thought, grew anxious.


    She quickly pulled out her phone and called Nancy.


    “Nancy, I need you to dig up whatever you can on the car crash at Bay Bridge this morning… I’ll wait for your update.


    ”