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It was quite a coincidence.

They had parked their car in the underground garage and were just about to head out when they overheard Quincy's voice from a distance.

He was speaking calmly, trying to reason with someone. "Yes, I did rear-end your car, and I've taken photos. Let's handle it through insurance."

"No way! You think I'm just gonna wait around for insurance? This is a luxury car. I want ten thousand in cash. Not a penny less!" The man was relentless, refusing to budge.

He even turned his attention to Tiffany, standing nearby, and sneered, "You two lovebirds in a hurry to get hitched or what? Are you blind? Can't drive straight?"

"I'll take responsibility, but please watch your language. There's no need for personal attacks," Quincy replied, barely keeping his anger in check.

a wave of sympathy as she watched the scene unfold. It reminded her of when Quincy had first started his business, spending countless nights wining

would always stay composed. Her mom had been wrong about one thing. Quincy had never viewed her as a stepping stone. If he had, he would have used his connections with her

married,"

be walking around all lovey-dovey?" The man was shouting, attracting more attention, clearly enjoying the disruption he

was reaching the end of his patience and about to call the police,

"Mr. Ford! I didn't expect

here with a friend to do some shopping. What's going on?" Eugene asked as he

before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a card. "I'll cover the cost. There's enough on this card to not only fix your car but buy a new one if you want.

instantly relaxed. "Alright then, if Mr. Ford is covering it, I won't hold it against you two. Mr. Ford, you're a true gentleman," he said, giving a sly