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She suddenly asked, “I thought Silas would be here after work. Why isn’t he here yet?”
She checked her wristwatch and said, “I’ll give him a call.”
Meanwhile, Rose was waiting at the red light at an intersection not far away from KS World Hotel. She was taking a call with her Bluetooth earpiece in her pink Ferrari.
She barked, “Send me the blueprint for the Bastian Fashion Week walkway! If the person in charge on their end gives us trouble again, tell them that Rose Emerson will never work with them!
“Not only that, but I’ll also make things difficult for them if they ever plan to host a fashion show at Solana
City.”
When the light turned green, Rose stepped hard on the accelerator out of anger. The Ferrari dashed across the road like a streak of pink lightning.
At the same time, a sleek black Mercedes-Benz E-Class approached from the opposite direction. One of the vehicles attempted a left turn, while the other tried to make a right turn at high speed.
“Oh, crap!” Rose cussed. She had been so distracted with her call that she hadn’t noticed the black
Mercedes-Benz.
As they hurtled toward each other, she slammed the brakes with such force that sparks nearly flew from her tires due to the friction.
The impact was accompanied by a loud crash. Rose groaned, feeling the violent collision. The airbag deployed, striking her in the face.
Fortunately, her windshield cracked but didn’t shatter. Otherwise, her face would have been scarred.
“Fuck! Is mercury in retrograde? What a shitty day!” Rose complained and angrily stormed out of her car while massaging the back of her neck. Her prized limited edition pink Ferrari’s hood was utterly wrecked.
“Oh my god! My pink Ferrari! Damn it!” Rose muttered, her impeccably styled hime cut now in disarray, but that wasn’t her priority compared to her Ferrari.
The other vehicle in the crash was also in shambles, its hood bent and smoke billowing from the engine.
Silas emerged from his car and coughed as he inhaled the smoke.
“Hey! Do you even know how to drive? You literally rammed into my car-” Rose was on the brink of losing her temper as she would be late for the birthday party.
However, she was instantly captivated by Silas’ good looks and his toned physique under his black suit. Her words faltered as she gazed at him, her eyes sparkling.
He had a pair of thick brows, huge eyes, and a tall nose. He also had broad shoulders, a cinched waist, and a nice ass…
Rose couldn’t help but gasp. This man was a gem!
She stared intently at him, her heart racing as he approached.
Hold on a second. Why did he look so familiar?
Silas massaged his sore neck and scowled in irritation. He retorted, “Miss, I’m a skilled driver. But my abilities are useless if someone is dead set on crashing into my car. Why were you driving at such a high speed anyway?”
“You-I didn’t crash into you! You’re the one who crashed into my car!” Rose argued, her eyes widening with anger.
She stamped her foot and added, “And why were you driving a black car at night? You scared me when you sneaked up on me like that!”
His frown deepened. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes. He responded, “There’s no law preventing me from driving it at night.”
Silas continued, “However, the law clearly states that a driver shouldn’t use the phone while driving, and they shouldn’t be wearing heels.”
Feeling a little guilty, Rose immediately curled her toes in her heels. She argued, “B-But you crossed the road marking when you made the turn, so you’re the one responsible!”
“That depends on the verdict of the traffic police, but I have no time to reach out to them. Why don’t you do that? I’m in a hurry,” he retorted.
He handed her a business card from his wallet. “Here’s my phone number and my work address. After you’re done, just update me on the next steps.”
“What’s with that attitude? Are you seriously going to leave the mess to me? But I’m short on time too!”
she protested, unhappy at his aggressive and irresponsible behavior.
She tossed the business card back at him and grumbled, “How can I be sure you’re not a scammer trying to pull a fast one?”
“A scammer?” Silas laughed at the absurd notion, finding the woman with the unconventional haircut a tad fussy and unreasonable.
“If I were a scammer, there would be no good left in the world. I’m leaving now.”
Incensed, she grabbed his arm and shouted, “I don’t care! You need to take responsibility for wrecking the
Ferrari I just bought this month!”
“Oh, is money what you’re after? You should have told me from the beginning,” Silas replied. He was determined to make it to the party on time and had no patience for a long argument.
He pulled a debit card from his wallet and nonchalantly dangled it in front of her. “Use this for the repairs.
No PIN required.”
The sight of the card enraged her further. She felt extremely humiliated. She snapped, “Dude, this was a limited edition Ferrari reduced to scrap metal because of you. Offering to pay for repairs? What’s wrong with you?”
“Well, you can always buy a new one. I can afford that,” Silas shot back.
He was known for his punctuality, especially when it came to family events, and he was determined not to let anyone derail his plans.
Looking cold, he pried Rose’s fingers off his arm and freed himself.
When he turned around to leave, he suddenly felt suffocated. Rose had grabbed his navy necktie and tugged at it hard.
The two proud drivers were now face-to-face, their noses almost touching. Silas was taken aback, his breathing heavy, as their breaths mingled.
Apart from Alyssa, Silas, the long-time bachelor, had rarely been in such close proximity to another woman.
As Rose huffed and puffed, her rising chest beneath her fiery red dress brushed against his shirt.
He forced himself to maintain eye contact, as though he might compromise his principles in the presence of this sultry woman.
“W-What are you doing?” he croaked.
She smirked and dangled another card in front of him, even giving his flushed cheeks a playful tap with it.
“Money is the least of my concerns. In fact, I have so much that I could be your sugar mommy, you little brat!”
His eyes widened. All of a sudden, his heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank.
“You think you’re something just because you have money? My mentor happens to be a wealthy heiress and a globally renowned designer. Despite her unimaginable riches, she’s nowhere near as snobbish as you are!” Rose schooled him.
Silas looked confused. Why did that remark somehow ring a bell?
With that, Rose tossed the card onto his leather shoes and returned to her Ferrari. Then, she drove away in the creaky car.
Silas watched as the pink Ferrari disappeared into the night. After a moment, he snapped out of his daze. and grinned. “A pink Ferrari? What terrible taste.”
The birthday party was about to start. Alyssa smiled. She felt glad to see Winston and Newton engaged in an animated conversation at the front.
“Oh, is this real? That’s Newton Walsh!” a guest exclaimed.
“Hey, you’re right! He looks great for his age.”
“Newton is quite close to Mr. Taylor. It’s uncommon to see such good friendships these days. One might mistake Mr. Taylor for Mr. Walsh’s son!”
“I heard that Javier Walsh’s wife is hosting her birthday celebration at Berenike Hotel tonight. It’s quite intriguing to see Mr. Walsh attending Lyla Nelson’s birthday party instead of attending his own family event.”
The guests shared hushed chuckles and snorts.
“Mr. Walsh obviously doesn’t approve of his daughter-in-law, Sophia Kirkman. She’s been embroiled in bribery and counterfeit scandals for the past six months. Besides, her niece cheated on Jeremy Walsh.
Of course Mr. Walsh dislikes Sophia.”
“I think Jeremy Walsh and Alyssa Taylor would make a great couple. I read about the auction, and it seemed like he stood up for her. Do you think they might date?”
Alyssa furrowed her brows as she overheard this conversation, and the guests continued to gossip.
“Well, I doubt it.”