Chapter 788 Galloping in the Wind
“Come with me.”
Joe took Charlotte’s hand and led her outside the villa.
A sleek, all-black ICON Sheene motorcycle was parked at the front door.
Charlotte looked incredulously at Joe, only to find that he had changed into a
set of motorcycle gear, and was looking at her with a handsome smile.
Joe handed the helmet to Charlotte, who took it instinctively.
“Let’s go.”
Joe mounted the motorcycle, his leg balancing it as he extended a hand to
Charlotte.
Charlotte hesitated only briefly before taking his hand.
The roar of the motorcycle filled the air, and before Charlotte could speak,
they sped off, the powerful centrifugal force causing her to instinctively hold
onto Joe’s waist.
“Where are we going?” Charlotte asked loudly, her voice broken by the wind,
but Joe did not hear.
Charlotte could do nothing but accept the situation, leaning her head on Joe’s
shoulder, her eyes on the rapidly pa*sing scenery.
At first, she was a little nervous.
But as the motorcycle picked up speed, her mood began to soar as well.
She raised her hands high, feeling the wind rush past her and the rapidly
flashing coastline.
The deep blue sea sparkled in the sunlight, and the salty sea breeze hit her
face directly, inexplicably relaxing her.
In this manner, they raced along the coast, barely stopping at the dock.
Joe coolly took off his helmet and turned to unfasten Charlotte’s helmet.
As soon as Charlotte looked up, she found herself looking directly into Joe’s
deep eyes.
“Are you okay?” Joe’s l*ps curved into a smile, his eyes full of laughter.
Charlotte was infected by his smile and couldn’t help but smile back.
“So you can ride a motorcycle,” Charlotte said.
Joe chuckled, “There weren’t many interesting things before, so I tried it for a
while.”
No matter when, the adrenaline rush brought on by speed was addictive, and
he was no exception.
But later, when Sir Smith found out he was racing, he secretly worried for a
long time.
When Joe found out, he realized that he was not really without care, so he
gradually gave up on it.
He led Charlotte to the dock and onto a yacht.
To enjoy a real private world, Joe had specifically chosen a small yacht.
Though small, the yacht had everything one could ask for, and Charlotte felt it
moving as soon as she got on board.
She walked onto the deck in surprise, “You can sail!”
Without any prior memories, Charlotte had always thought Joe was just a
successful businessman, but never imagined this side of him.
The smile deepened in Joe’s eyes, “Before my parents had their accident, I
was a well-known Mr. Smith in the capital city.”
Being in his teens, he was at the age where he sought excitement, and his
wealthy family allowed him to try all kinds of adventures, naturally learning a
bit of everything.
Joe took Charlotte to the cockpit, putting her hand on the yacht’s steering
wheel, “Have a try.”
“What?” Charlotte pulled her hand back in fear, “But I don’t remember
anything.”
She wasn’t even sure if she knew how to sail before losing her memory
