Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 474

On the way back to RiverCity.

Alaric couldn't help but find it amusing, recalling how Jane had utterly disregarded him earlier.

If playing nice didn't work, he still had other means.

He refused to believe he couldn't handle a single woman. Once Jane returned to Bryant's side, everything would settle down. Bryant, overwhelmed by the joy of having her back, wouldn't care about the methods Alaric used. As for Gregory, he wouldn't risk his friendship with Bryant over a woman. To the Ford family's crown prince, it was just a way to pass the time. Alaric had seen enough to know Gregory wasn't seriously involved with Jane. Mulling over his plan, Alaric, with his legs crossed, made a call. "Hey, it's me. Whatever it takes, just-Damn!"

The car abruptly screeched to a halt, and since he hadn't bothered with his seatbelt, he was propelled forward into the back of the front seat!

Cursing under his breath from the pain!

The leg he had propped up felt numb from the impact.

After gathering himself, Alaric, still not daring to move his leg and sweating bullets, bitingly cursed the driver, "Damn it, have you been drinking?? What kind of driving is that!"

"No, no..."

The driver, safely buckled in, quickly explained, "Boss, the car in front stopped suddenly. If I hadn't braked, we would've crashed."

Alaric, furious, spat out swear words, "Then you should've just hit them! Can't I cover the damages?"

The driver glanced at the car ahead, silent.

Following his gaze, Alaric saw a gleaming stretch Phantom illuminated by their headlights! Its license plate was a row of sixes. Such audacity made him think of only one person in Vista Town.

-The Ford family's crown prince.

With the speed they were going, crashing into them wouldn't just be a matter of compensation, but also a problem far beyond his ability to handle!

A bad feeling washed over Alaric as a man in a black casual suit stepped out of the Phantom and approached, knocking on his window. His fears were confirmed.

Instinctively ready to scramble out, Alaric realized his leg felt as if it was broken, and winced in pain with every movement. He instead rolled down the window, knowing well it was the other's sudden stop that led to his current state. Yet, he couldn't even afford to be angry, instead offering a forced smile, "Hello, hello..."

Lucius remarked, "You were driving pretty fast, almost didn't catch you."

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Alaric had a hunch but couldn't believe it, hastening to clarify his position. "I'm really sorry, I just injured my leg and can't move..." Lucius glanced down. "Broken?"

Unable to gauge his tone, Alaric was like, "Well... probably not."

Admitting it would be like blaming them for his injury. Alaric had that much sense.

Unexpectedly, Lucius opened the door, pressed a hand on his shoulder, and with a swift, ruthless motion, snapped his leg!

"Crack—" Lucius, satisfied, withdrew his hand and stood up straight, hands back in his pockets. "Now it's broken."

Throughout the brief encounter,

Alaric was too shocked to react, only

feeling the intense pain. Yet, he

dared not show any anger. He

couldn't afford to offend the Ford family's crown prince. Content

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Once he managed to recover slightly, he forced a smile, trying to appease Lucius, "Bro... brother, could you maybe hint at what I did to upset Mr. Ford?"

Deep down, he had an inkling. His brief visit to Vista Town, only a few hours long, involved going to one place, doing one thing, meeting one person, and saying some things.