Chapter 97
ALEXANDER'S POV
"Cheap!" I muttered to myself.
Boarding a taxi to trail me?
That's cowardice!
I switched lanes again; it did, too. Without thinking, I did a sudden swerve and cut across two lanes, then slammed my brakes, thereby bringing my car to an abrupt stop right in front of the taxi.
Other drivers yelled in frustration, and horns blared around me, but I ignored them; I needed to deal with the coward in that taxi.
The taxi came to a halt, barely avoiding a collision. As expected, Adrenaline surged through my veins as I stepped out.
I rushed towards the taxi with my fist folded, ready for confrontation of any kind. I kept wondering who it was? Josh? One of his men? A journalist? Or who?
Finally, the driver's door creaked open, and an elderly man stepped out. He was
