Roza waited at the traffic junction several hundred meters away from KS World in her rose-pink Ferrari.


    She was on a call connected to her


    Bluetooth earpiece.


    “Send me the design print for the showcase during Paris Fashion. Week. If the representative there


    gives me another issue, I will end our partnership permanently. I will not make things easy for them


    either if they intend to hold a fashion show in Savrow.”


    As the red light turned green, Roza frustratedly floored the gas pedal.


    The Ferrari darted like a pink sh of lightning.


    Just then, a discreet Mercedes-Benz E-ss sped from the opposite


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    direction and turned at the intersection while Roza was making a


    right turn.


    “Oh, shit!”


    Roza was too focused on the call to notice the ck sedan. As the


    two cars were about to collide, Roza mmed on the brakes. Her


    tires screeched across the tarmac.


    The driver of the Mercedes-Benz recognized the potential danger and


    hit the brakes, screeching his tires as well.


    Bang!


    “Ugh!”


    Roza jolted violently, and the airbag deployed right in her face.


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    While her windshield cracked, the ss did not rupture. Otherwise, she might have cuts on her face.


    “This is not my lucky day, for sure.”


    Roza opened the car door and got out of the car angrily, clutching the nape of her neck.


    The front hood of her limited-edition pink Ferrari was destroyed.


    “OMG! Pinkie! Damn it!” Roza’s meticulous princess hairdo was ruined too, but that was the least of her


    problems. She was heartbroken by the state of her Ferrari.


    The Mercedes-Benz involved in the ident was wrecked too. The front hood was bent, and the


    engine belched out smoke.


    “Cough, cough, cough…”


    Axel stepped out of the car and coughed because of the smoke.


    “Hey! Do you even know how to drive? Why did you ram into my


    Huh?”


    Roza was about to blow up because she waste for Celeste’s birthday celebration, and her ride was


    totaled.


    Axel’s good looks and slender cut in his ck suit enchanted Roza. Starstruck, she drooled at him.


    The man had thick brows, a high nose bridge, wide shoulders, a defining waistline, and a perky bottom.


    He was a total knockout.


    Roza ogled at the approaching man, her heart racing.


    Hang on.


    He looked awfully familiar. She must have seen him somewhere


    before.


    “I know how to drive,dy.”


    Axel moved around his sore neck, his brows locking in a frown. “Even so, I can’t protect myself against


    someone who tries to run me over. What were you doing anyway? You shouldn’t speed at an


    intersection.”


    “What do you mean by running you over? You were the oneing at


    me!”


    Roza widened her eyes in fury and stomped her stilettos. “Plus, why are you driving a ck sedan in


    the middle of the night? You came out of nowhere and scared the shit out of me.”


    Axel furrowed his brows tighter as his eyes glinted with n Show me whatw states that we can’t drive


    a ck car a


    “Ha!