Chapter: 1798

I can't go to jail. Please help me. I have a kid, and she's still young. My aged mother can't take care of her alone. They need me. I can't leave them behind."

“Alright, alright. Will you just calm down?" Libby chided. “You didn't hit anyone. Rosa and her kid weren't hurt, okay?"

The driver whirled on her at once. "Really? I didn't hit them?"

"Do you think I'm a liar? If you don't believe me, drive back and see for yourself," Libby suggested coolly.

"There's no need. I believe you!" The driver immediately shook his head.

Losing her temper, Libby pressed her lips into a thin line and grunted, “Idiot! I asked you to scare off Rosa, not yourself, you wuss!"

The driver cast his eyes down in fright.

“Anyway, did you see the face of the girl who pulled Rosa?" Libby asked.

“What girl?" The driver had no idea what Libby was talking about.

"Oh, forget it! Just drive home!" Libby threw her hands in the air, almost cursing at his face.

She was pissed with the driver but more with the girl who saved Rosa.

Because she had to hide in the back seat when the car ran towards Libby, she didn't see the girl's face clearly, which pissed her even more.

It couldn't be one of Rosa's friends as they cut ties with her four years ago.

And, given Rosa's personality, it couldn't be a new friend of hers either, could it?

Nevertheless, the plan failed because of the girl, and Libby couldn't be any madder.

Back on the sidewalk, Rosa stroked Maya's head to calm her down and looked up at Rachel. "Thank you, Miss Davis. We could have been hurt if it weren't for you."

“Please call me Shelia," Rachel proposed. “And don't mention it. I was just glad I caught you on time."

"Thank you, Shelia," Rosa said earnestly. Because of what happened, her guard around Rachel lowered considerably.

"So, we're on a first-name basis now. Can I call you Rosa?" Rachel offered with a smile, feeling a natural affinity for her because she was also a single mother.

Rachel had met Rosa's half-sister, Libby, before, and in her opinion, the two were polar opposites.

Libby was easygoing and a social butterfly, while Rosa was stoic and reserved.

At times, Rosa could be intimidating, perhaps owing to her profession as a businesswoman. But she wasn't uptight or ruthless.

"Of course," Rosa said.

"Does that mean we're friends now?" Rachel posed expectantly.