Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The young woman in Chanel glanced at the crash in confusion.
She looked at the tire marks on the ground and at the dump truck that had hit a road pillar, and she gasped.
Her car had been parked right there earlier. The dump truck would have slammed her red BMW into the pillar if Clarence had not hit her, and one could imagine the consequences.
“Thank you… I was wrong about you.” The young woman apologized to Clarence with a slightly pale face.
Miranda then realized that Clarence was trying to save the woman’s life, and she looked at him in surprise.
“Clarence, be more careful next time. Don’t do anything dangerous like that again. Although you saved someone, do you know how dangerous that was?” Miranda snorted coldly, still upset about what had just happened.
The young woman in Chanel hurriedly apologized. “I’m sorry. I blame myself for not noticing! Don’t blame him, ma’am. I’m Cecilia Shelby. What’s your name, Sir?”
“Clarence Howard.”
“Mr. Howard, I’m really sorry. I’ll compensate you with a new car and have someone take care of the situation here.” Cecilia thanked Clarence profusely and gave him her phone number.
The traffic department arrived at the scene, pulled out the surveillance footage to watch, and handled the crash.
Cecilia took a look at the surveillance video. Sure enough, she would have been dead if Clarence had not stepped on the gas pedal.
Clarence and Miranda had to take a taxi home after the car crash.
Miranda ignored Clarence the whole way, still angry about what had happened.
The next morning, Miranda took a taxi to work since their car was now unusable.
After Miranda left, Clarence received a call from Cecilia.
“Mr. Howard, this is Cecilia. I promised to thank you and compensate you with a new car yesterday. Where are you now?”
“No need. I’ll just have it fixed.” Clarence shook his head.
“Hehe. That won’t do. You saved my life. If I said I’ll compensate you with a new car, then I’ll compensate you with one. I keep my word!” Cecilia’s tone was a little overbearing.
Clarence hesitated for a few seconds. He had no idea how long it would take to repair his car.
‘It’s going to take at least a week. Am I really going to let Dear take a taxi to and fro from work for those seven days?” He agreed and gave Cecilia the address of the villa.
“Just give me a minute, Mr. Howard.”
After hanging up, Cecilia arrived about half an hour later.
Cecilia looked beautiful. She was wearing a charming suit, silk stockings, and a short skirt. She had very long legs.
“Get in.”
Clarence thought it over and got in the passenger seat. Cecilia drove straight to a car dealership in Mediterranean City.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Clarence could see Cecilia’s long legs dazzling in the sunlight from his viewpoint.
Cecilia noticed Clarence’s glance. She stretched out her legs and jokingly asked, “Mr. Howard, do my legs look good?”
“Ahem ahem! I’m not looking at your legs. I just think… you’re sick!” Clarence coughed drily.
Screech!
Hitting the brakes, Cecilia looked at Clarence angrily. “Clarence, what are you talking about? You’re the one who’s sick!”
Clarence said sternly, “Have you had irregular periods for months, a stomachache every night at 10 PM, signs of constipation in the morning, and a chill at night no matter what temperature it is?”
“How… how did you know?” Cecilia was stunned.
Clarence said slowly, “You’ve been poisoned.”
“Huh? How did that happen? How… how did I get poisoned?” Cecilia panicked when Clarence diagnosed her with being poisoned, after he had been so sure about his analysis earlier.
Clarence shook his head gently. “Fortunately, we realized it early, so you can still be saved. If this was a week later, your innards would have already started wasting away and you would die of cardiopulmonary failure! To outsiders, you would just look like you had a heart attack. They won’t be able to tell you were poisoned!
Cecilia was frightened. Her delicate body trembled as she gripped Clarence’s arm.
She practically threw herself into his arms, making him a little dizzy.
“Mr. Howard, you must save me!”
“Don’t worry. Find a place, I’ll try to detoxify you,” said Clarence.
“Okay.”
Cecilia agreed and drove Clarence to her villa.
After entering the villa, Cecilia took off her high heels and her stockings in front of Clarence.
“Mr. Howard, how are you going to detoxify me?” Cecilia asked nervously.
“Lie down on your stomach on the couch first,” said Clarence.
“Okay!”
Cecilia did not ask any more questions and resolutely laid on her stomach on the couch.
“I’m sorry,” said Clarence.
Then he reached out, gave Cecilia a shove on her shoulder, and immediately slid his warm hand down her back!
Smack!
Smack!
Clarence raised his hand and smacked on Cecilia’s buttocks twice.
Poot!
Poot!
Bursts of farts rang out.
“Mr. Howard… You…” Cecilia’s beautiful face blushed, and she looked up at Clarence with shame and anger.
She thought Clarence was detoxifying her, but who knew… was he taking advantage of her?