Chapter: 1079

“Drop your acts. I didn't hit you."

“There are cameras and plenty of witnesses here. You won't get away with this."

Derek was furious and tempted to drive over the unreasonable middle- aged man.

He had never felt so demeaned by an ordinary person during his stay in Silverdale.

Coen intervened, "Derek, avoid conflicts in public."

The man was a delivery worker who claimed to have fallen at the intersection and accused Derek of hitting him.

The man worked as a delivery driver. As he made a turn at an intersection, he tumbled to the ground right in front of their car.

He stayed down, insisting they had hit him.

“We have a business dinner soon. Just pay him off."

Derek nodded in agreement. Attending the business dinner on time was much more important.

He controlled his anger and asked, "How much do you want?"

The delivery man looked up and said greedily, "You need to cover my delayed order and my injury. I need fifty thousand dollars for my troubles."

Derek, who was previously nearly bankrupt, wasn't about to hand out money unnecessarily.

"You're not injured at all. Fifty grand? Are you kidding me?"

The man stayed on the ground and replied, "You claim I'm not hurt.

Let's go to the hospital and check.”

He saw it as an opportunity to get a free medical examination.

Pointing at him, Derek exclaimed, “Have you lost your mind? I..."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to a woman among the onlookers.

He fell silent.

The delivery man taunted him, "Go on, say it. You drive a BMW. I assumed you were wealthy, but it turned out you're not."

Norah watched with a complex look on her face. She hadn't expected to encounter Derek and Coen here.

Since their divorce, her view of Derek had only worsened. He used to never argue over money like this in public.

"Norah!"