The officerâs head hurt the moment he saw the bunch of young hooligans. In fact, he understood that repairing Jessicaâs car would require hundreds of thousands of dollars, considering how expensive the car was.
By the look of the scene, the young driver should be the one who overtook and changed lanes, causing the accident.
Settling that accident would not be an easy job. After all, the other party had gathered so many people, and there had been too much trending news on luxurious cars involved in car accidents. The officer was hesitant about taking the female Bentley driver to the side to talk to her. However, she did not seem like an ordinary person based onher dressing.
âIf thatâs the case, does that mean we have to evaluate car accidents based on the prices of the car these days?â
All of a sudden, a sturdy figure walked toward Jessica with a brown umbrella and spoke coldly. As Forrest had come out in a hurry, he was wearing a pair of casual black pants and a T-shirt. However, with his 1.9-meter figure and cold aura, his presence instantly made everyone feel intimidated.
Jessica turned around and threw a glance at him in surprise. She did not expect him to arrive so soon.
Instead of looking at her, Forrest fixed his icy gaze on the few young hooligans before him. â Although your insurance isnât all-inclusive and your car is damaged, these are not reasons for you to shift the blame. You can easily tell from the rear of the car that the driverâs overtaking caused this incident. If my wife hadnât driven a Bentley today, the driver wouldâ ve gotten hit in the head from the impact of the collision.â
The young driver had called a lot of friends over to support him. However, now that he saw the tall, sturdy, and cold as ice Forrest, he suddenly felt weak.
âA-Anyway, my car has been damaged. If you donât compensate me, I wonât leave today.â The young driver directly sat on the floor shamelessly. Seeing that, his friends also sat in the rain. Forrest did not even look at them. He turned around, took the dashcam from the car, and handed it to the officer. âLook. If the traffic rules states that it was our fault, weâll compensate, but it wasnât. We donât like to be pushed around.â After watching the dashcam footage, the officer turned around and said to the driver of Santana, âIt shows here that her speed was 35, but it was because you sped up and overtook her that your car got hit. Look at the scene. Half of your car is still in the middle lane. This incident was your own fault.â
The driver suddenly moaned, âEven officers these days have to listen to drivers with luxurious cars, huh? So what if she drives a Bentley?
Whenever there are any accidents involving luxurious cars, itâs always the fault of the driver with a lower- end car.â
The officerâs expression turned ghastly.
Jessica was not ina good mood either. After all, car crashes were troublesome, but what was more troublesome was that she had met someone who would not let her go.
âGo on, make a scene.â
Forrest maintained a cold expression on his face. â Frankly, weâve bought insurance for the car. Once we report to the insurance company, we can get the compensation we want. But since youâre making a scene, we donât have to bear the expenses of your car repair. You were driving too fast, so youâre responsible as well. We have no obligation to pay you. Go on and make a scene since you enjoy it, but donât think you can have everyoneâs sympathy by taking a video of the scene. Once the officer exposes the footage, everyone will know whoâs right and whoâs wrong.â
He tossed his car key to Jessica. âDrive my car home. Ill drive yours.â
His car was parked at the roadside, whereas Jessicaâs car was still stuck inside. It would bea bit difficult to leave with her car.
Dazed, Jessica raised her head and looked at him. âThen... I'll go back now.â
âOkay.â
Forrest nodded impassively.
With that, Jessica drove his Porsche away. Since he made it there, she should make use of him. No matter how brilliant she was, she knew how to make use of her husband.