CHAPTER 9: CHAPTER 9: CAR ACCIDENT

"Can you even drive? This is a brand-new car I just got from the dealership, what am I supposed to do about this dent?!"

"I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I don’t know why my car suddenly broke down. I’ll call the police, okay? Let’s let the traffic police handle it."

"Call the police? Look at my car! The hood is completely smashed! Do you think the traffic police can handle this?"

"I’m sorry, I’m really sorry..."

"I don’t want sorry, I want you to pay up. Pay now, two hundred thousand!"

Ava Sterling sat in the back seat, briefly fainting from the sudden crash, and didn’t react immediately.

Only when the voices outside reached her ears did she start to regain consciousness, open her eyes, and look out the window.

A young man was grabbing the driver’s collar, pointing at the driver’s nose with a ferocious expression.

It seemed that if the driver didn’t hand over two hundred thousand on the spot, he’d devour him whole.

Ava Sterling sat up and opened the car door.

Bam!

The door slammed into the young man, who instantly exploded: "You..."

His words were cut off.

Ava Sterling stepped out with her long legs, took off her baseball cap, ran her fingers through her hair, and her straight long hair fluffed up beautifully.

She wasn’t wearing any makeup, but her naturally pale skin and delicate features made her stunning under the streetlight, even without any enhancements.

The man was dumbfounded, swallowing instinctively.

Ava Sterling looked at the man’s hand clutching the driver, her lips curving slightly: "Let go."

Her voice wasn’t loud or forceful; rather, it sounded soft and gentle, making one’s heart itch.

The man reacted, his eyes lighting up instantly, but the situation at hand hadn’t been resolved. He gave Ava Sterling an apologetic smile: "Haha, gorgeous, give me a moment, once I’ve dealt with this, we can talk."

It sounded as if once it was done, they could get a room together.

"Two hundred thousand! Hurry up!"

"Don’t delay my good time!"

Ava Sterling looked up at the sky, let out a scoff, and ran her fingers through her hair again.

Those who knew her would recognize this action as a warning sign of her temper boiling over.

Ava Sterling was never known for having a good temperament!

She stepped forward and softly said, "I said, let go."

The man noticed Ava Sterling’s change in demeanor, especially as she approached, her height of 178 cm towering over him, crushing his presence.

The man flushed red: "You... you..."

"So you don’t understand human language, huh..."

With that, Ava Sterling seized the man’s hand, twisted it, forcing him to release the driver. But at that moment, Lauren Howell quickly rushed up and hugged her: "Ava, stay calm, stay calm!"

At this, Ava Sterling completely tore off her angelic facade, revealing a vicious witch’s face: "You bastard, you rear-ended me and want me to pay you? Did you eat shit for brains?"

"Let me tell you, if you want to get money from me, no way!"

"Get lost, and keep far away, or I’ll kill you!"

Ava Sterling, while being held by Lauren Howell, jumped and cursed at the man, rolling up her sleeves. Her fierce, twisted face was more frightening than the man’s earlier menacing look.

The man’s face went pale with fear.

He had seen women curse before, but never one who was so beautiful yet seemed like a madwoman.

Terrified, the man hurried to his car and sped off like the wind.

Ava Sterling continued to point at the car and curse: "You scum, human trash, it’s people like you that make the world so foul!"

"Don’t let me see you again, or I’ll tear you apart every time!"

"Pathetic scum! I!"

Lauren Howell: "..."

The driver: "..."

The surrounding drivers who had stopped due to the accident: "..."

The accident in the middle of the road quickly caused a traffic jam.

Quentin Quinn and his group were a bit further back, forced to stop due to the congested traffic ahead.

Not knowing what had happened, Quentin Quinn opened the car window to look ahead.

The distance was a bit far, and he couldn’t really see anything, but the angry curses floated over with the wind.

Finding it a bit grating, he closed the window, checked his watch, and told the driver: "Take the side road."

"Okay."

The driver checked the rearview mirror, found an opportunity, and turned to the side.

However, it was during a heavy jam, making it hard to weave through.

It took quite a while to find a gap and turn away.

The unreasonable man was gone, and the driver, collecting himself, apologized to Ava Sterling: "I’m sorry, miss, the car suddenly broke down. I need to call someone to handle it."

Ava Sterling felt relieved after her rant, smoothed her hair, and put on her baseball cap: "It’s fine."

"Lauren, give the driver the money."

The driver quickly said, "No need, no need, I should be thanking you, miss."

"A deal is a deal."

Ava Sterling instructed Lauren Howell to pay the driver, took out their luggage, and the two waited by the roadside for a car.

At this time, taxis were scarce, and those available often had passengers already.

Delphos City had large temperature differences between morning and night, and even in summer, it got chilly.

Ava Sterling stood by the roadside, arms crossed, frowning, not looking well.

Lauren Howell placed their luggage behind them and commented, "Why even talk to someone like that? Just call the police directly."

"Also, you really need to change your temper, or the media will report on it again, who knows how they’ll portray you."

"It’s a good thing you’re not in the entertainment industry. If you were, you’d be all over the headlines right now."

"I’ve always urged you to enter showbiz, but you refused. Now, it seems like it was a good choice."

Lauren Howell prattled on, placing their luggage down, and pulled out her phone to call a cab.

Who knows how long the wait would be, so it was faster to call for a cab.

But upon seeing the estimated wait time, Lauren Howell’s eyes widened: "What?! Thirty minutes? Seriously?"

"Shut up!"

With Ava Sterling hearing one sentence after another, it was like a buzzing fly; her mood worsened.

Her tone was unpleasant as Lauren Howell sighed: "Dear madam, I know you’re in a bad mood right now, but you can’t take it out on me, can you? Look at you now..."

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because under the streetlight, Ava Sterling’s face was frighteningly pale, her forehead breaking out in a fine sweat, as if enduring great discomfort.

Lauren Howell’s expression changed immediately, supporting Ava Sterling: "Ava, do you... do you feel unwell?"

Ava Sterling wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she turned and bent over: "Ugh!"

She started dry heaving, her whole body swaying.

Lauren Howell’s face turned white with fear, convinced that the crash had caused an injury!

"Hold on, I’ll... I’ll call 120 right now!"

Lauren Howell, in a panic, fumbled for her phone to make the call.

Just then, a stranger’s voice reached their ears: "We’ll take this lady to the hospital."