Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 5

Bret Preston immediately shifted his attitude, responding respectfully before turning to Suzanne with a cold expression. "Mr. Lambert won't stoop to your level. Pay for the damages, or I'll call the cops."

"You want me to pay?" Suzanne scoffed, letting out a bitter laugh. "Fine, go ahead. Call the cops."

"You!" Bret faltered, his confidence wavering as he instinctively glanced toward Jenson in the car.

It wasn't that Bret feared taking responsibility. It was the fact that Jenson was a top-tier actor with an urgent schedule. Dealing with a misdemeanor would waste precious time they didn't have.

With the car window still slightly open, Jenson had already heard Suzanne's voice. His expression darkened, and he glared at her coldly through the narrow gap.

"Suzanne, you just can't let it go, can you?"

Suzanne let out a dry laugh, her patience fraying. Did he seriously think this car accident was her doing? That she had somehow planned for him to drive by and deliberately crash into him? How had she never noticed how self-absorbed Jenson was?

"Suzanne, I don't want to see you pulling stunts like this again," Jenson snapped.

Suzanne grimaced in annoyance, but before she could respond, Jenson ordered, "Bret, get in the car."

Bret was newly hired and unaware of their history. He looked utterly confused but nodded obediently. He turned to get back into the driver's seat.

Suzanne scoffed quietly. "If you leave now, it'll be a hit-and-run. Don't blame me for sharing your details publicly. This will ruin your reputation."

Bret froze, glaring at Suzanne.

Jenson's gaze grew sharper. "Suzanne, I don't have time for this right now."

Suzanne chuckled bitterly. She didn't want to waste time either, but repairing her car wouldn't come cheap. There was no way she was letting Jenson walk away from this.

"Do you think I want to waste my time with you? I'll give you a minute to make a decision."

Pulling out her phone, Suzanne began to dial, and Bret glanced nervously at Jenson.

the past, Suzanne would've crumbled and begged for his

to be some kind of reverse psychology. His sharp, handsome features darkened further as he glared at

You know me. If you

cut him off with an icy laugh. "You've got 50

eyes locked through the narrow window, and Jenson's eyes flashed

the first time in a long while, he saw Suzanne's face clearly. In just a few days, she had become even more beautiful. The warmth and tenderness that used to fill her gaze

eyes flickered. It seemed she had

cutting. "Jenson, stop assuming the world revolves around you. I couldn't

jaw tightened, his anger barely contained. But Suzanne didn't care. She couldn't bother with

your brakes, causing this collision! A hundred thousand dollars and we'll consider

mad? Asking for a hundred thousand dollars just like

at Suzanne's car, and his face suddenly paled.

hundred thousand dollars wasn't asking for

a limited-edition car. She hadn't even noticed earlier. Maybe asking for a

Bret was well-known for his expertise in cars. His expression darkened as he glared at

Yates family would never buy her such an expensive

"I left you

"Suzanne!"

up with him and started talking so tough. She must

had to be a ploy to get his attention. Maybe she had rented the car to

pulled out her phone. "Enough talk. Five seconds, or

quickly turned his anger toward Suzanne. "Mr. Lambert has an

Bret asked for Suzanne's bank details and begrudgingly

Suzanne didn't spare Jenson a single glance. But Jenson's eyes never left her, trying to read her like he always had.

she left without

I've spoiled you too much. Once I'm done here, I'll have a long talk with your

Suzanne smirked. "Suit yourself."