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.

begged for his forgiveness. But now, she stood her ground firmly. Jenson frowned,

of reverse psychology. His sharp, handsome features darkened further as he glared at her. "Suzanne,

know me. If you

cut him off with an

eyes locked through the narrow window, and

few days, she had become even more beautiful. The warmth and tenderness that used to

flickered. It seemed

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

tightened, his anger barely contained. But Suzanne didn't care.

this collision! A hundred thousand dollars and

you mad?

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

thousand dollars wasn't

flickered with surprise. She didn't know Austin had let her drive a limited-edition car. She hadn't even noticed earlier. Maybe asking for a hundred

for his expertise in cars. His expression darkened

buy her such an

"I left you and found a rich man,

"Suzanne!"

his fists. No wonder she had broken up with him and started talking so

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

before he could say another word, Suzanne sighed impatiently and pulled out her phone. "Enough talk. Five seconds, or I'm calling

Jenson in disbelief but quickly turned his anger toward Suzanne. "Mr. Lambert has an urgent matter to attend to. If not, you wouldn't

Bret asked for Suzanne's bank details and begrudgingly transferred

single glance. But Jenson's eyes never left her, trying to read her

received the money, she

seething with frustration. "Suzanne, it seems I've spoiled you too much. Once I'm done here, I'll have a

Suzanne smirked. "Suit yourself."