Chapter Fifty-Five
The street grew noisy with mumbling and cries of various people that had watched the ident.
"Should we call the police?" A guy asked his friend.
"Shouldn''t we be calling the ambnce instead!" His friendshed out at him.
The noise seem to get louder as more people arrived on the scene.
"Oh my! Has someone called the ambnce and a tow truck! Is anyone here a doctor!” Ady
screamed.
“I called the ambnce, and they are on their way.” An elderlydy shouted, clutching her blouse as
she stared at the car.
" I''m on the phone with a tow truck driver!" A fellow calmly uttered.
Suddenly, the front door of the vehicle opened, and a couple of secondster, K got out of the car.
Then he stared at everyone, looking at him with confusion in his eyes, and then after a few minutes, a
thought crossed his mind, and he rushed to the back door.
" Boss! Boss! Are you okay?" K shouted, trying to yank the smashed door open.
Slowly raising hisshes, Rome let out a soft groan. Then he rested his head back and mumbled, "I''m
fine, I think."
"Oh, thank God!!" K cried, resting his hands on his hip as tears settled in his eyes.
Swaying his gaze to the back of the driver''s seat, Rome hastily called out, "Ondo, you good?!"
It was silent for a while, and Rome felt his heart sink as he patiently waited for an answer.
Then a minuteter, Rome shouted, "Ondo!"
"Yes, boss." Mr. Ondo mumbled, sniffing softly. "I''m so d you are okay."
A sigh of relief escaped Rome''s lips. Then he looked at the broken windshield and loudly uttered, "K, is
the driver of the truck still there!?"
A frown surfaced on K''s face and his eyes grew cold when he stared at the truck and noticed the driver
anxiously gazing back at him.
A whileter, the ambnce finally arrived on the scene, and a couple of seconds afterward, the tow
truck showed up and parked a few distances behind Rome''s car.
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Knowing that he couldn''t stay in his truck any longer, the driver got down from the vehicle, and the
moment he mmed the door shut, K rushed to him, viciously banging him against the truck while
ignoring his aching body.
"You fool, didn''t you see that the lights were already green for our lean and red for yours!" K shouted in
his face. "If Ondo wasn''t smart and quick enough to drive ahead, making your truck run into the
backside, do you know what your reckless driving was going to do!"
After the EMTs got down from the ambnce, they rushed over to the vehicle, and then immediately
stopped in their tracks.
Realizing that no one was in the car, they looked at K and the truck driver with a look of confusion on
their faces.
"Who are those that were involved in an ident!?" One of the EMTs workers finally shouted.
"That would be me and my men," Rome said, approaching them with Mr. Ondo by his side.
"Mr. Ford! Are you really hurt?"
"Yep. I know we might look fine, but my body is killing me. I think I need a painkiller. The strong one."
With a look of admiration in his eyes, the tow truck driver gazed at the car and proudly uttered, "Aha,
Lamborghini. This SUV is one of the safest vehicles that I know of, and this one looks so freaking cool
and crazy expensive!"
Looking at the truck driver with an emotionless face, Rome met his gaze and said, "It is crazy-
expensive. It''s worth a few million bucks, and you just ran your truck into it! Why is that?"
"I''m sorry! I''m sorry! I have been driving for a long time and I felt a bit sleepy. I was going home before I
bumped into your car. Please, sir, believe me, I am truly sorry!" The truck driver said, nervously staring
at Rome.
For a moment, Rome said nothing as he studied the driver''s face. Then he smirked and said, "K, let the
man be."
"Thank you! Thank you, sir!" The truck shouted happily.
Even though he wanted to follow orders, K couldn''t help holding the driver hostage against his truck for
a couple of minutes before slowly releasing his grips off his shirt.
After K stepped aside, Rome kept his calm gaze on the driver and said, "You must be hurt. You should
With a touch of fear in his eyes, the driver faintlyughed, scratching his neck, and then mumbled, "No,
thank you, sir. I am fine."
"It was not a request," Rome casually said as his eyes grew cold.
A look of confusion crossed K''s face as he stared at his boss, wondering what was going on in his
head.
When he and Rome''s gaze locked, he knew not to ask any questions at that moment, so he stared at
the driver, hardening his face.
Knowing that there was nothing he could do other than follow orders, the driver walked away from the
truck with K following closely behind him.
With a gentle smile on his face, Rome stared at the EMTdy and said, "Shall we?"
"Huh!?" She blurted out before pulling herself together and calmly uttering, "Of course."
A couple of minutester, Rome, K, Mr. Ondo was in the back of the ambnce with the truck driver
and the EMTs, and the atmosphere in the car was awkward.
After a few minutes of silence, Rome fixed his icy gaze on the driver and said, "Don''t you want to get in
touch with your insurancepany?"
"Huh?!" The driver blurted out as his eyes widened.
"You wreck my car, so you should take the responsibility to fix it!"
"Yes! Of course."
Silence fell between them for while as the driver continued to stare at Rome. Then he heavily sighed
and mumbled, "Sir, to be honest, I don''t have money to pay for such a car. I''m just a struggling driver,
striving to make his ends meet."
"I know you are underprivileged." Rome calmly uttered. "But whoever paid you to kill me must be
loaded, so, in a sense, you have money to repair my car."
Without hesitating, the driver loudly cried, "Sir, I swear that what happened was an ident."
Then he hastily reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and said, "You want me to call my
insurancepany, I will call them. But I swear that they will be of no help to this situation."
Without losing his calm expression, Rome intensely stared at the driver. Then his gaze subconsciously
rested on the phone in his hand and a thought clicked to his mind and he immediately mumbled,
"Catherine! Shit! I left my phone back in the car!"
After listening to Rome''s number ring for a couple of seconds and then go off for the twentieth time,
Catherine dropped her phone on the dresser.
Then with trembling hands, she started wiping the makeup off her face, fighting the urge to cry.
But even though she was striving her best not to show the tears that she was hiding behind her calm
eyes, she couldn''t restrain the hopelessness that squeezed her heart.
With all her might she was hoping so desperately that something bad had not happened to Rome, and
yet, the thought that he was fine and not answering broke her more than she wanted to admit.
Suddenly, her phone started buzzing on the dresser, and when Catherine looked at its screen and
realized that K was calling her, she held back her breath as tears rolled from the corners of her eyes.
With a mixture of pain and hesitation in her gaze, Catherine answered the call and said, "Hey K,"
"Babe," Rome said, pausing when he realized from her voice that she was crying.
"Rome?"
"Yes, it''s me!"
"Are you okay?"
Keeping silent, Rome tightened his fist, deciding on his next words to say. Then he took in a deep
breath and said, "Yes. Ther..."
Without giving it a second thought, Catherine ended the call, turned around, and threw her phone on
the mattress.
Then she rested her head on the dresser, crying her eyes out as a sense of relief and anger overcame
her.
Clutching his jaw, Rome stared at the floor and thought, ''And I have broken another promise again.
Damn it!''
"Boss, is everything okay?" K asked, noticing how tightly Rome was squeezing his phone.
Ignoring K''s question, Rome fixed his eyes on the truck driver, met his nervous gaze, and said, "For
your sake, I hope this was simply an ident!"
''What have I gotten myself into,'' The truck driver cried out in his head, lowering his gaze.