Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

“Alright. I still have something to settle here. I’m going to hang up now.”

Jessica was not in a good mood.

“Which road are you on?” Forrest suddenly asked.
“Western Road…”

“I’m coming.”

The man’s indifferent voice sounded. Jessica, who was holding an umbrella by the roadside, was stunned. However, she was soon startled by a man yelling beside her.

“Why does a woman like you who drives a Bentley have to sink to my level? Mine is just a Santana. Look how much damage you’ve caused to my car. Considering how heavy the rain is, you can compensate me for 20 thousand dollars, and I won’t look into it anymore. Let’s not waste each other’s time.”

the young man involved in the car accident tonight. His neck was tattooed, his hair was blonde, and he

did not feel like discussing it with him anymore. Hence, she opened the door of her car to

pulled her impatiently. “It’s so late now. God knows how long it’ll take for the police to arrive. I’m in a rush to have supper. That amount of money is just chicken feed for you anyway. What’s more, you’re at fault for driving too fast.

It was you who

nonchalantly, “Let’s stop arguing. We should wait for the police to come over and

You’re rich, yet

stuck their heads out. The man bellowed, “ Everyone, look at this Bentley driver. She hit my

a few million dollars, you must be rich. It is so late at night, and both your cars are blocking

taking out their phones to record the scene to ride on the wave. “Look. A Bentley hit a Santana on Western Road, yet the driver of the Bentley isn’t willing to compensate.” Jessica gripped the man’s phone and warned, “If you