Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 795

However, Andrew had overestimated Michael's driving skills. Once they left Jayrodale and hit the winding roads toward The Southern Highlands, Michael miscalculated a sharp turn and scraped the car against the guardrail.

Luckily, he hit the brakes in time. Andrew stepped out to inspect the damage and found only a minor dent—not enough to affect the car's performance.

Michael climbed out of the driver's seat, looking annoyed. "Damn it! These roads are absolute garbage. Why don't they just widen them or make the turns less sharp?"

Andrew shot him a glance. "Oh? So instead of admitting you suck at driving, you're blaming the roads?"

Michael stiffened and huffed. "Am I wrong? If these roads were as wide as the city highways, I wouldn't have hit anything!"

Andrew let out a cold laugh. "By that logic, if I were your dad, does that mean I could smack you upside the head right now?"

Michael's expression immediately darkened. He did not dare talk back—out in the middle of nowhere like this, he was genuinely afraid Andrew might just finish him off.

Andrew said casually, "The car's fine. Let's keep moving."

Michael waved a hand. "I'm done. You drive."

Andrew smirked. "Already scared?"

Michael argued, "I'm not scared. I just wanna take a break."

"If you're scared, just admit it. No need to pretend. I can see your legs shaking."

Michael replied, "Andrew, for the last damn time, I just wanna rest! Do you really think I'd be scared? Since when have I ever been scared?"

"Then why won't you drive?"

"Because I just don't feel like it! What's it to you?"

"Then you're just a coward—no need to hide it, Michael Rhodes, the Mouse."

"You little—"