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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.

scene unfold. It reminded her of when Quincy had first started his business, spending countless nights wining and dining potential clients to

If he had, he would have used his connections with her family rather than tirelessly wooing clients. The man sneered, "You wrecked my car, and I can't say a word? Like you and your

not married,"

walking around all lovey-dovey?" The man was shouting, attracting more attention,

end of his patience and about to call the police, the man

instantly shifted. "Mr. Ford! I didn't

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

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. Let's just consider this

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