Upon hearing her words, the driver's displeasure ignited a fiery anger within him.

Unknown to him, the platform had just sent him this order, which he failed to notice. Consequently, he took a wrong tum, blindly following the misguided navigation that led him onto the elevated highway. Already frustrated by the unprofitable trip, he now found himself faced with the peculiar passenger, adding to his vexation.

"Why are you so emotional? In the early hours, you're all wound up. It's rather suspicious. Do you believe yourself to be some sort of celebrity? What's wrong with me stealing a few more glances at you? Who knows, maybe you're a wanted criminal or a person of questionable character," he remarked, his voice tinged with suspicion.

Sarah suddenly realized her earlier outburst had been excessive. Her emotions had overtaken her rationality. Although the driver bore no resemblance to Mike in either voice or appearance, she couldn't help but experience a pang of rejection and an indescribable fear that she struggled to suppress.

“Stop! Stop! I want to get off!" she exclaimed, her desperation causing her to pound on the window.