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.

icy. In the past, Suzanne would've crumbled and begged for his forgiveness. But now, she stood

psychology. His sharp, handsome features darkened further as

know me. If

Suzanne cut him off with an icy

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

a long while, he saw Suzanne's face clearly. In just a few days, she had become even

It seemed she

and cutting. "Jenson, stop assuming the world revolves around you. I couldn't care less for a

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

slammed on your brakes, causing this collision! A hundred

mad? Asking for a hundred thousand dollars just like

outside, Bret glanced at Suzanne's car, and his face suddenly paled. "Sir, she's

wasn't asking for too

had let her drive a limited-edition car. She hadn't even noticed earlier. Maybe asking for a hundred thousand

cars. His expression darkened as he glared at Suzanne. "Where

would never buy her such

into a faint, mocking smile. "I left you and

"Suzanne!"

wonder she had broken up with him and started talking

shook off that idea. Suzanne had always been obsessed with him. This had to be a ploy to get his attention. Maybe she had rented the car to put on

he could say another word, Suzanne sighed impatiently and pulled out her phone. "Enough

Suzanne. "Mr. Lambert has an urgent matter to attend to.

for Suzanne's bank details and

Jenson's eyes never left her, trying to read her like he always had. Yet this time, her calm,

Suzanne received the money, she left without sparing

seems I've spoiled you too much. Once I'm

Suzanne smirked. "Suit yourself."