Allen Rivera got out of the car after a while.
Jane McCain stared at him in disbelief that he would do such a thing.
Wasn't he the calmest, the most disciplined? How could he crash into someone else's car?
Allen Rivera didn't look at Jane, walked over, glanced calmly at the back of the sports car, then looked at the young male model and said, "Sorry, it wasn't intentional."
This kind of apology, probably no one would accept.
"What's the use of saying sorry?!"
Jane's male model friend had a bad temper, heavily slapped the car body, making a thumping sound, "Do you know what model my car is? Do you know how much my car costs? Huh?! Who let you crash into it? I parked by the roadside and you still hit me?! You aimed for me on purpose, didn't you?! Huh!"
Jane felt very embarrassed, very guilty.
She was well aware that the fact the sports car got hit was inevitably linked to her getting into the car.
