Chapter 128

With the jolt of the collision, Isadora was thrown forward, slamming hard against the front of the car.

In that split second, just as disaster seemed inevitable, the airbag exploded open like a flower in full bloom, cushioning her and holding her tightly.

For several long moments, she just sat there, dazed. Eventually, Isadora lifted her head, her forehead throbbing, her mind spinning, and pain radiating through her body.

Outside, a burly bald man was pounding furiously on the window.

Taking a deep breath, Isadora pressed her hand to the swelling on her forehead, unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and stepped out.

The truck driver she'd hit was glaring at her, his face flushed with anger. "What the hell are you doing? Do you even know how to drive?"

Isadora fought to keep her composure through the pain. "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I really am sorry."

The bald man seemed taken aback for a moment, probably surprised to see such a beautiful woman step out of the car. His eyes darted over the pristine white Mercedes and he gave a sleazy little smirk.

why would we even need the

the accident scene. They were

was bruised and battered, while the truck driver looked completely

By traffic law, the one turning is supposed to yield to the

time to slow down. Still, if the police showed up,

her composure, she asked,

fortune—and her Mercedes, worth at least 100 grand. He clearly

good," he announced. "The cargo in my truck's going to be late because of you, and you owe me for lost time, medical bills, and

named his price. "At least

him as if he'd lost

looked perfectly healthy, his truck was barely scratched, and even if she paid him a full day's wages, it

to hand over that much money just

hospital and get examined? If you don't want a private

hadn't expected her to be this sharp; if the

refusing to pay up, huh? I'm telling you, lady, you hit my truck. If you don't hand over the money, you're not leaving. And if you even think about calling the cops, I'll make

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