"What a coincidence." Barrie Lockwood strolled over, prompting the driver to step aside.

Briony Kensington stood there, phone in hand, her expression unreadable as she regarded Barrie. "Mr. Lockwood, let's call the police and let the insurance handle it."

Barrie adjusted his glasses, the gesture almost casual. “It was my fault. If you'd prefer, Ms. Kensington, just name your price and we can settle this privately."

"That won't be necessary." Briony dialed the police, her voice steady. "We'll do this by the book."

Barrie's eyes crinkled into a smile behind his glasses as he watched her.

Once she finished the call, Briony turned to wait by the curb for the officers to arrive.

"Ms. Kensington, I happen to have a little scoop about Stewart Wentworth. Interested?"

"I couldn't care less about my ex-husband," Briony replied coldly, her gaze icy. "And for the record, Mr. Lockwood, I don't think much of you either. So please, keep your distance."

Barrie raised a brow, undeterred. "But I find you rather fascinating, Ms. Kensington."

Briony's frown deepened-she was done entertaining him.

Just then, a familiar figure approached.

"Barrie!"

breezed over and slipped her arm

her. "What are you doing

when traffic got backed up. I spotted you

looked like you,

at him, every inch the adoring

them, face

public display of devotion, flashed

won't settle. You know, the

actually have something

common-one Stewart's ex-wife, the

his ex-fiancée.

you

talk some sense

then did Lorna

eyes met; Briony's remained cool

car rear-ended your BMW-it's our loss, really. Why not just take the money

as she finished, the police

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