Chapter 383 - 472: Meeting a Fellow Townsman
Eight seemed terrified of Jasper Shaw. It instantly vanished, hiding away inside the system.
Chloe Sinclair ignored Eight. The moment the accident happened, she got out of her car to assess the situation.
Just then, the driver who had rear-ended her was getting out of his car as well.
The driver was a young man, about Chloe Sinclair’s age. He wore sunglasses and a thick gold chain, looking like some kind of gangster.
However, the moment he got out of the car, the man started apologizing profusely.
"I’m so sorry, really. This accident was all my fault. Could I get your number? I’ll make sure you get a settlement you’re happy with."
The man made no excuses.
Chloe Sinclair gave him a curious look. There was something vaguely familiar about the man’s features.
But it was rude to stare, so Chloe Sinclair looked away, turning her attention to her little pink Audi.
The rear of her pink Audi was a mess of dents and scrapes, looking utterly pitiful.
Chloe Sinclair sighed softly, not holding it against the man.
She had been keeping an eye on her surroundings while driving.
It had snowed in Kennet for the first time in ten years, leaving a thin layer of ice on the roads. It made driving treacherous. The man looked young; he’d probably just gotten his license.
"It’s okay. Let’s just go through insurance."
Her car was insured, so an accident like this should be covered.
The man froze for a second before nodding gratefully.
He was still a probationary driver. Back in Corvin, he’d never driven in the snow before. He hadn’t maintained a safe following distance, and that’s what caused the collision.
The man insisted, "Miss, why don’t we just exchange numbers for now? Whatever the damages are, I’ll pay you back."
He had been about to offer to pay double the damages, but he shut his mouth when he saw Chloe Sinclair’s Audi.
’This girl clearly isn’t hurting for cash.’
Suddenly, his gaze landed on the beauty mark just under Chloe Sinclair’s eye. He stared at her face for a moment longer, a look of uncertainty on his.
The man took off his sunglasses and broke into a wide grin. Words tumbled out in a thick, unmistakable Corvin accent, "Chloe, is that really you?!"
Chloe Sinclair froze. She was taken aback by the authentic Corvin accent.
Before she could say a word, the man continued, "Oh my God, I can’t believe I ran into you here! It’s been forever!"
The corner of Chloe Sinclair’s mouth twitched. "You are...?"
"It’s me, Bob Hayes! From high school!"
Chloe Sinclair was at a loss for words.
Hearing him introduce himself, Chloe Sinclair finally remembered who he was.
Bob Hayes had been her high school classmate. His family was already well-off back then, and she’d later heard his father had won big in the lottery.
’To think I’d run into Bob Hayes here.’
Looking at Bob Hayes’s build, Chloe Sinclair was even more certain.
They hadn’t been close, but she recalled Bob Hayes helping her out once or twice in class. She nodded. "It really has been a while."
Ever since she returned to her biological family, Chloe Sinclair had never wanted to go back to that place—a place that nauseated her, a place she had been desperate to escape.
Bob Hayes rubbed his hands together, a bashful smile on his face. "It’s been over a year. Wow, you’ve gotten so beautiful. Everyone was so bummed after you left."
Chloe Sinclair tilted her head, a confused look in her eyes.
Her high school days from her previous life felt so distant, the memories had all blurred together.
Just then, she heard Bob Hayes continue, "I mean, you were so pretty. Everyone was waiting for their chance to make a Confession to you in high school."