Chapter 9
Not too far away, Clara misjudged the acceleration of her electric scooter and it shot forward, crashing right into a car he hit the ground, scraping her knee, and winced as pain shot up her leg
The car’s owner stormed out, livid and yelling. “Do you even know how to ride that thing? Rushing to meet your maker, are you? Just my luck–this is a brand new car, straight from the dealership! You better cough up the cash
Clara glanced at the logo and realized it was a Maserati Fantastic she thought, her savings wouldn’t even make a dent in this
A crowd quickly formed, curious about who had the misfortune to crash into a luxury car
The man grabbed Clara’s sleeve. “Pay up right now, or lim calling the cops!”
She shifted her weight to ease the discomfort in her leg. “How about ten thousand dollars?”
The man’s face turned crimson with anger. “Are you serious?!“%
Meanwhile, the light turned green for Dylan. He cast another glance over His demeanor was icy, and his eyes narrowed slightly
Alden was about to step on the gas when Dylan said, “Go deal with it.”
Aiden’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. His lips started to form a protest, but he ended up stepping out of the car!||
The heat outside was intense. Sweat was already dotting Clara’s forehead.!!
Just as she was wondering who she might call for help, a young man approached with a no–nonsense attitude. “Let’s get the traffic police involved first. How much is it? Il cover it for her.”
The irate car owner was about to erupt again but hesitated when he saw Aiden stepping out of a multi–million–dollar, limited edition car His anger quickly cooled. There wasn’t another car like this in the whole city, and he knew better than to cross someone driving it.
He decided not to wait for the cops. “You can just transfer a hundred grand to me.”
Aiden made the transfer and tumed to leave, but Clara stopped him.
Clara was dressed in sporty, casual clothes that highlighted her long legs and slender waist. A playful little mole on her nose added a bit of warmth to her otherwise aloof look.I
“Uh, I don’t have that kind of money right now. Her eyes wandered to the car nearby, sensing someone else inside.
Aiden waved dismissively. “It’s okay” His face was full of imitation, clearly not wanting to deal with Clara any longer.
Clara, however, approached the car. “Can I get your contact info? Ill send the money as soon as I can.”
Aiden’s eyes were filled with sarcasm. She was acting like she didn’t know him, and actually talking about having money later. The idea that Miss Bradford couldn’t come up with ten grand was funny.
He wasn’t interested in playing her game. A smirk tugged at his lips. “Miss Clara, overdoing it just makes it worse. I said you don’t need to pay me back. Just keep your distance next time you see our car. You’re nothing but bad luck and phony. Keep that away from us.”
Clara was caught off guard, her memory loss leaving her clueless as to who this person was.
But if he hated her so much, why did he step in to help?
She lowered her lashes, but then a small smile appeared as a thought crossed her mind, “If you hate me, that’s even more reason for me to pay you back. Please, give me your contact info. If you won’t, I ask the person in the car. I need to know how to neach you“)
There was no way Aiden would let her meet his boss, so he begrudgingly scribbled down a number with a look of disdain.
Clara accepted it, bowing gracefully. “Thank you.”
Aiden was momentanly taken aback. Clara had always been rude and dismissive. Had she changed?
Just as the thought crossed his mind, he scoffed again, assuming it was just another attempt to win over Simon.
Everyone in the city knew Clara’s reputation. She was universally disliked.
