“What? Mom, say clearly. You were involved in a car accident? How are you, are you hurt?” Dorothy’s heart raced wildly as she answered Claire’s phone call.

Claire replied stammeringly, “Well, uh, I am fine, but, uh, I … crashed into a Rolls-Royce owned by the Yowell family.”

“A Rolls-Royce? Good lord!” Dorothy cried out.

Claire said, “Come quick, my good daughter. I know you have a lot of cash on you. Get that ungrateful Alex to come over too, the owner is quite fierce.”

Since Alex was the only male in the family, naturally he was the first person that came to her mind in situations like this.

Alex was also shocked after receiving the news from Dorothy.

They arrived at the crash site, almost at the same time, half an hour later.

Seeing Claire, who was hardly recognizable, sitting on the floor with a swollen face and a bleeding nose, Dorothy cried as she rushed forward, “Mom, Mom! Are you okay?”

Alex frowned.

At first, he was a little delighted in Claire’s suffering, after all,