Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 909

"Damn it, Aaron, you-ah, hell..." James's head slammed into the seat, making him howl in pain.

The car came to a screeching stop, smoke billowing from the hood. But the scariest part wasn't the damage to the car-it was the sight of the driver's side, crumpled from the impact. Aaron sat there, his face growing visibly paler. He glanced at his trapped arm, then slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Call 911. Don't call the police."

"What do you mean, don't call the police? Who's going to pay for my car?" James groaned, clutching his throbbing head.

"I'll pay. I've been drinking," Aaron muttered, his words earning a string of curses from James.

When Lena opened her eyes, it was 5:30 a.m. Despite having gone to bed late, she woke early, her mind unusually alert.

She stared at her surroundings, familiar yet strangely distant. It took her a few seconds to remember-she had moved back home from Aaron's place the previous night.

Letting out a deep sigh, she grabbed her phone and saw a local news alert on the screen. The headline read: Another Car Crash Involving a Luxury Vehicle; White Family's Young Master Injured.

in Seavora, but only one was called

and Aaron leave together the night before. Scrolling further, she found a blurry photo taken when the ambulance arrived. Despite the poor quality, she immediately recognized Aaron

line. "Hello, Dr. Gabriel. Can you tell me how the people injured in

were four separate car accidents last night. Which one are you

one night? Is the Grim Reaper trying to meet a quota? Lena thought grimly. She clarified, "The one involving James-the White

severe, but the other person is in bad shape. The news didn't mention him, but it's Aaron-the mysterious young master of the Ace family," Dr.

time spent abroad only added to his low profile. The Ace family had always shielded him from public

felt her chest tighten. "What's his

not that serious. His arm is injured a

her eyes, exhaling in relief. Dr. Gabriel chuckled lightly and asked, "How

she said curtly before hanging

flooded her mind. He had been

steady and reliable, but

Lena fumed silently, her phone rang again. The caller ID showed her mother. It was clear she