Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Grace had underestimated the acceleration of the electric scooter.

The moment she twisted the throttle, it lurched forward and crashed straight into someones car.

She tumbled to the ground and scraped her knee.

The sharp sting made her frown.

The cars owner stormed out furiously.

Do you even know how to ride? Are you in a hurry to die or something? Damn my luck.

This is a new car I just picked up from the dealership, for goodness sake! You better pay for the damages.

Grace glanced at the car emblem and realized it was a Maserati.

Just great.

There was no way her ten thousand dollars would cover this.

A crowd quickly gathered, eager to see who had the misfortune of crashing into a luxury car.

The man grabbed her sleeve.

Pay up, woman, or Im calling the police! Grace adjusted her stance to alleviate the pain in her leg.

Is ten thousand dollars enough? The man thought he was hearing things, and his face immediately flushed with anger.

Do you take me for a beggar or something? Meanwhile, the traffic light at Ethans intersection had turned green.

His gaze flicked back to the scene, and the air around him turned colder as his gaze darkened.

to step

Go settle it.

on the steering

finally decided

outside was high, and Graces forehead was already covered in

figure out who to call for help when she

young man spoke in a

the traffic

is it? Ill cover

noticed that Tim had stepped out of a limited edition luxury car that was worth tens of millions, his heart

car like this in Druville, and he

police, he quickly said,

just

turned to

casual sportswear today, emphasizing her shapely legs

the tip of her nose added a touch of warmth to her otherwise

have the money to pay

nearby car, feeling that

Tim waved her off.

Forget it.

face was a picture of impatience, clearly

walked toward the car

contact information? Ill make sure to pay

mockery flashed across Tims

was committed to this clueless act, huh? She even claimed shed pay back once she had money! As if a daughter of the Lambert family wouldnt even have a hundred thousand dollars to spare! He couldnt be

smirk, he said,

get sick of

you to forget