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    As the driver watched the girl he had thought dead sit up, his eyes widened in surprise, and he swallowed nervously. Could it be that he was witnessing a miracle? Could someone actuallye back to life from the dead?


    However, when he nced at Bu, he quickly dismissed these wild thoughts from his mind. Bu, being a pragmatic man, was not one to entertain superstitions of any kind.


    Doing his best to remainposed, the driver calmed his breathing and refrained from any wild thoughts. He simply stared at Silver Fox without saying anything.


    Meanwhile, Bu remained calm and unmoving, fixating his icy eyes on Silver Fox. Having witnessed the entire collision unfold, Bu saw how Silver Fox effortlessly and smartly saved herself despite the severity of the ident, with both of their vehicles looking like a wrecking ball had hit them. There was no denying that she was exceptionally skilled.


    Seeing her emerge unscathed from such a tight situation reminded him of a woman he used to know—bold and always with a trick or two up her sleeve in situations like this. She could be noisy and provocative, but she was easily one of the most reliable people he had ever known.


    Silver Fox, after briefly ncing at the men in the car, examined the damage to Bu’s vehicle. Seeing just how much damage the car had suffered, she couldn’t help but let out a sigh. She was going to part with quite a significant amount of money today.


    Pulling out her phone from her pocket, she sent a message to Marissa: “Hey, can you help me find out how much I’m going to bepensating the car owner?”


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    After reading Silver Fox’s message, Marissa, who was sitting on her motorcycle, smirked and replied, “You just damaged an $80 million-dor Bentley! At the very least, you’re going to pay $20 million.”


    As she read Marissa’s reply, Silver Fox bit her lip and sighed in exasperation. Though she was an heiress of a family worth billions, she hadn’t received her inheritance yet. Shelling out $20 million would definitely affect her lifestyle for quite a while. She had toe up with a solution one way or another.


    But then, she received another text from Marissa, which managed to hit harder than the previous one: “$20 million is just the tip of the iceberg of what you will have to pay.


    That guy in the car is none other than Bu, the head of the Hoffman family. If he sues you for emotional distress and lost ie, you might have to sell your phone just to have money to buy food.”


    “Fucking hell,” Silver Fox cursed loudly and clenched her fist. The head of the Hoffman Group made a fortune every day, yet she had topensate him for his lost ie? If she had dyed him from signing a deal worth billions today, she might as well start begging for alms to have money to buy food.


    Doing her best not to panic, Silver Fox took a deep breath, smiled as elegantly as she could, and smoothly hopped off the car’s hood. With her hands on her hips, she smiled radiantly and walked gracefully towards Bu, her long legs swaying elegantly. Each step she took was full of allure, a testament to the confidence she had in her charms.


    Leaning casually on the car window, she tapped lightly on the ss. As the driver automatically lowered the window, Bu’s face remained unmoving and expressionless. To the driver, Silver Fox seemed like a mythical being. How could she be unscathed while her motorcycle waspletely wrecked?


    After the driver fully lowered the window, Silver Fox looked at Bu and said flirtatiously, “Hey there, handsome!”


    Hearing this, the driver raised an eyebrow in surprise. Only a few people would dare to address Mr. Hoffman in such an informal manner. However, Bu was not moved in the slightest. He kept his eyes fixated ahead of him without even sparing Silver Fox a nce. One would even think that he hadn’t heard her greet him.


    Making a show of looking sad, Silver Fox continued, “Sorry about your car, handsome. I couldn’t stop myself from bumping into you as my attention was on how handsome and tantalizing you were instead of on the road.”


    The driver swallowed hard as he listened to her bold words. He couldn’t remember thest time he had seen someone speak so openly to Mr. Hoffman.


    However, Bu, still expressionless, simply grabbed a piece of paper and began to write something down with a pen. Silver Fox, not concerned about what he was writing, focused on how to get him to ept a very lowpensation amount.


    Smiling as charmingly as she could, she hoped that Bu was already falling for her charms and said, “So, handsome, you know I only bumped into your car because I was distracted by your stunning looks. Can we reduce thepensation?”


    Before she could finish talking, Bu abruptly stopped writing and extended the paper to her without saying anything


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