GoodReadSince he asked for her number, Dorothy rummaged inside her car and handed him a business card.
"Here's my number." As she said this, she instinctively glanced at his car.
There seemed to be someone in the back seat. It was probably a man, but he never got out, so Dorothy didn’t see his face.
The driver took the card with both hands, then immediately added her contact on WhatsApp and gave fifty thousand dollars to her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'm really sorry about this, Ms. Sanchez. Go ahead and get your car fixed, and if that's not enough, just let me know." Dorothy appreciated his sincerity and willingness to make amends. "This should be more than enough. I'll send you the receipt and retumn the balance." She wasn't the type to take advantage of the situation.
"Alright." Once she had settled the matter, Dorothy quickly drove off to the night market in her scratched-up car. Karen had been texting her to hurry up for a while now.
Behind her, the driver watched her leave before returning to his car.
"Mr. Lopez, here's her card and her contact.” The driver respectfully handed over both the card and his own phone.
Everett's gaze was intensely fixed on the card and phone as he extended a hand to receive them. "I'll buy your WhatsApp account. Delete everyone except her from the contacts.” "Right away, Mr. Lopez." The driver didn't question him and began to do as instructed.
Everett sat in silence for a moment before dialing Kevin's number.
"Look up this number." Before long, a reply came. [Mr. Lopez, this number belongs to a woman named Karen.] Everett furrowed his brow.
No wonder he couldn't find Dorothy's contact information.
She had been using Karen's phone number all along.
"Do you want me to look into this Karen? We may be able to find some clues about Dorothy through her.” Kevin remembered that Karen was Dorothy's friend.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was curious as to why Mr. Lopez was suddenly bringing her up.
Hadn't he come to Everglow City to forget about Dorothy and start anew? "I saw her." "What?" "I saw Dorothy." Night Market.
The crowd had mostly dispersed by the time Dorothy arrived.
Luckily, Karen was the definition of a lively character. With her around, Abigail was having a blast.
"Why are you so late?! You didn’t even answer my calls; | thought something happened to you." "Nothing much. | just got into a little accident; some driver hit my car. | was dealing with the compensation issue and didn't check my phone." Shocked, Karen quickly looked Dorothy over. "A car accident?! Are you hurt?!" "I'm fine; only the car's damaged." "That's good! As long as you're alright.” Dorothy chuckled as she pulled her daughter into her arms and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Yeah, the guy was very proactive about compensating me. He transferred fifty thousand dollars straight away for me to fix the car." "Fifty thousand?! He must be loaded! What did he look like? Was he handsome?" Karen's eyes widened in surprise.
When it came to rich, handsome men, Karen did not play games.
After all, fifty thousand was quite excessive for just a paint job.
"All you think about are handsome guys. The one who got out to negotiate was probably just the driver. | think the boss stayed in the car." Dorothy tried to recall the faint silhouette she saw in the backseat. It was vague, but she could make out a tall figure.
Her intuition told her that he was a man of great stature. "The boss must be someone of high status. He didn't get out of the car throughout the entire ordeal.”
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