Lost Me Gained Regret

On the way back to RiverCity.

Alaric couldn't help but find it amusing, recalling how Jane had utterly disregarded him earlier.

If playing nice didn't work, he still had other means.

He refused to believe he couldn't handle a single woman. Once Jane returned to Bryant's side, everything would settle down. Bryant, overwhelmed by the joy of having her back, wouldn't care about the methods Alaric used. As for Gregory, he wouldn't risk his friendship with Bryant over a woman. To the Ford family's crown prince, it was just a way to pass the time. Alaric had seen enough to know Gregory wasn't seriously involved with Jane.

Mulling over his plan, Alaric, with his legs crossed, made a call. "Hey, it's me. Whatever it takes, just-Damn!"

The car abruptly screeched to a halt, and since he hadn't bothered with his seatbelt, he was propelled forward into the back of the front seat!

Cursing under his breath from the pain!

The leg he had propped up felt numb from the impact.

After gathering himself, Alaric, still not daring to move his leg and sweating bullets, bitingly cursed the driver, "Damn it, have you been drinking?? What kind of driving is that!"

"No, no..."

in front

out swear words, "Then you should've just hit them! Can't I cover the

at

headlights! Its license plate was a row of sixes. Such audacity made him think of only one

they were going, crashing into them wouldn't just be a matter of compensation, but also

Alaric as a man in a black casual suit stepped out of the Phantom and approached, knocking on

down the window, knowing well it was the other's sudden stop that led

remarked, "You were driving pretty fast, almost

you need

couldn't believe it, hastening to clarify his position. "I'm really sorry, I just injured my leg and can't move..." Lucius glanced

gauge his tone, Alaric

for

on his shoulder, and with

hand and stood up straight,