Chapter 1148

Cedric took off his coat and wrapped it around his hands before clearing away some of the shattered glass. He padded the warped edge of the car window and said calmly, "Give me your hand." The little boy—Eason Cantrell—looked terrified but quickly reached out. Cedric gritted his teeth and pulled him out in one strong motion. Noelle stood nearby and watched, her mind flashing back to that car accident from her childhood. Back then, Cedric had pulled her out the same way. However, he had broken the glass with his bare hands back then, and he had no coat for protection. The next moment, Cedric glanced at her. "Take the kid and step back." As Noelle held onto the boy, she suddenly detected a sharp, burning scent that made her freeze—gasoline. Her expression changed instantly as her eyes darted to the overturned car. Was it going to explode? She stared at Cedric's back as he moved toward the wreck, and panic gripped her heart. She shouted, "Cedric, come back!" She worried something