Chapter 101

Chapter 101

“Let’s call for the police then! As if I’ll be afraid of you! You’ll be a wimp for not calling!” shouted the

woman.

“Let’s call for the police then! As if I’ll be afraid of you! You’ll be a wimp for not calling!” shouted the

woman.

Olivia’s expression darkened, but before she could make the call, a gentle voice could be heard from

behind her. “Olivia?”

Turning around, Olivia saw a man with a tall figure, wearing a knee-length trench coat that was blown

by the wind, and a warm gentle smile could be seen on his fair face.

“It’s really you!”

Surprised, Olivia replied, “Brian? It’s you!”

Noticing a man near his Mommy, North immediately got out of the car and stepped up in front of his

Mommy while observing the man before him.

This man seemed familiar, and the impression North had for him wasn’t a bad one either, but he just

couldn’t seem to recall where they had met.

Though North had forgotten, Brian still remembered clearly. Gazing at North with gentleness in his

eyes, Brian said, “You’re here too! Do you still remember me?”

Blinking his eyes, North was obviously in a daze.

“You’ve forgotten? We’ve had a meal at his place,” reminded Olivia.

After giving some thought, North asked, “You’re the owner of the restaurant?”

Brian nodded and gave his little head a gentle rub. “You’ve got a good memory. How’s your leg?”

“It has gotten better since long ago,” said North.

With a grin, Brian turned and looked at the woman. “Why? Is this a set-up scam?”

Taking a few steps toward Brian, the woman said in an overbearing manner, “Who are you calling a

scam? Do you know what you're saying? She was the one who was on the phone and crashed into our

car!”

Darting a glance at the woman, he didn't utter a word but gazed at the man who was squatting on the

floor. "Joe!” he called.

Instantly, the man jumped to his feet and smiled awkwardly as he walked toward them. "Mr. Mccarthy.”

With the corner of his mouth curved up into a smirk, Brian mocked, "Pretending you didn't see me

here?"

Putting a flattering smile, Joe denied it by saying, "Nope, I just saw you. Mr. Mccarthy, what brings you

here?"

Scanning from one car to the other, Brian asked, "What seems to be the matter?"

“I was in a rush, so I cut in line, but I didn’t expect the car behind to crash into my car,” Joe replied.

“Whose fault?”

Brian didn’t show any sign of bad temperament, but strangely, Joe appeared like he was sweating with

nervousness. “It’s… my fault,” Joe confessed and turned to look at Olivia. “Sorry, my bad. How much

do you need? I can pay you back.”

With that, he took out a pile of cash from his pocket.

Shocked, the woman tugged on the man’s sleeves and scolded, “Are you out of your mind? We are

supposed to bring that money back to my parents’ place!”

Shoving off the woman’s hands, Joe turned to her and said softly, “You don’t understand. Just don’t

interfere!” Then, he passed the pile of cash into Olivia’s hands.

Olivia was certainly not the type that would take advantage of someone. On the contrary, if one were

nice to her, she would most certainly be as nice too.

Besides, she would much prefer to discuss it over, because it would be less troublesome.

"It's okay. I don’t need the money. It wasn't a big deal to begin with. You and I share the fault, so let's

just keep it simple and get our own car fixed. Just go!”

There was a broad smile on Joe's face. However, he didn't go off as told. Instead, he turned to look at

Brian as though he was seeking his permission on whether he could leave.

“I guess that’s settled!” Brian announced.

"Great! I'll move my car right away!" said Joe as he dragged the woman with a long face into the car.

Seeing that, Olivia couldn't help but chuckle. "He seems very afraid of you."

"Well, he did owe me money." Brian smiled.

Upon realizing the whole situation, Olivia said, “No wonder! Anyhow, thank you for your help. If it

weren’t for you, I think I would have wasted a lot of time here.”

“Don’t mention it. I’m happy to help. If you’re in a rush, you can just go ahead!”

“Alright. I’ll treat you to a meal when you’re free!”

“Sure thing!” said Brian as he turned and got back into his car.

Then, he dialed a number. The line was connected and the sound of Joe’s trembling voice could be

heard. “Mr. Mccarthy, I’m sorry. I really didn’t know she was your friend.”