Chapter 26
Meanwhile, a convoy of luxury sedans glided down the road, one of which was a Rolls Royce—Zachary’s personal vehicle. As the convoy came to a halt, Zachary lowered his window and addressed the scar-faced man standing nearby. “What brings you here, Duncan?” he inquired.
“I went to pick something up, but when I returned, I found a scratch on my car,” Duncan replied.
Zachary, acting on impulse, asked, “Do you need my assistance in tracking down the person who damaged your car?”
“No worries. I got her number. I’ll handle the damages once my car is repaired. Wiltspoon is my territory. She can run, but she can’t hide,” Duncan stated confidently.
With that, Duncan Lewis climbed back into his vehicle, started the engine, and said, “I’m off.”
Without further conversation, Zachary rolled up his windows and resumed driving with the convoy.
Time passed swiftly, and before long, evening arrived.
As the afterschool rush subsided, Serenity prepared to make dinner for herself and Jasmine in the kitchen when her phone rang. It was Liberty.
“Seren, I’ve been mulling this over all day. I’m reaching out because I’m out of options,” Liberty said, her voice anxious.
“What’s going on, Liberty?” Serenity asked, concern evident in her tone.
“While I was out shopping with the stroller, I accidentally scratched a Maybach. I can only imagine how costly the repairs will be. My savings definitely won’t cover it. I told your brother-in-law, but he just yelled at me to fix the issue myself,” Liberty explained, distress creeping into her voice.
Feeling a knot form in her stomach, Serenity urged, “Take a deep breath, Liberty. How much do you think the repairs will cost?”
“I’m not sure yet. The owner took my number and said they would contact me once the car is repaired,” Liberty responded, a hint of despair in her voice.
“What matters most is that you and Sonny are okay. We can take care of the repair costs. I’ll lend you the money,” Serenity reassured her friend.
“Don’t worry about the money,” she reassured.
Liberty was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down her face. “Seren, I feel like such a loser. I can’t believe I messed this up.”
“It was just an accident, Liberty. Don’t beat yourself up over it. Money is just a material thing. Be grateful that no one was hurt,” Serenity comforted her.
Once Liberty had composed herself, Serenity turned to her best friend Jasmine. “I need to rush home.”
“Okay,” Jasmine replied, understanding the urgency.
Realizing Liberty needed support, Jasmine encouraged Serenity to get home quickly.
Serenity hurried to her sister’s place and stayed with her throughout the night, only returning home at midnight.
As she opened the door, Zachary’s probing voice filled the air. “Why are you back so late?”
While she shut the door behind her, Serenity responded, “My sister ran into a bit of trouble.”
Zachary’s tense expression softened slightly as he inquired, “What happened to her?”
“She went shopping this afternoon and accidentally bumped into a luxury car with a stroller she was pushing. Since it left a scratch, the repairs are going to be costly. My sister doesn’t have a job or any income, and she’s worried about covering the expenses,” Serenity explained.
Zachary’s dark eyes flickered with concern. Could it be that Serenity’s sister had damaged Duncan’s car?
“What kind of car was it? What’s the extent of the damage?” he asked, his tone serious.
With a neutral expression, Serenity replied, “My sister mentioned it was a Maybach. I assume fixing a scratch on a car like that won’t come cheap.”
Serenity wasn’t sure just how much of a financial hit it would be.
