Chapter 247

Perseus' voice was soft. He seemed calm, but his tone carried a deadly intent. Rochelle's face slightly fell. She pulled Gilbert aside and whispered to him. "How much do we need to compensate?" "At least 70 to 80 thousand dollars. If he used the original factory paint, it would be over 100 thousand dollars. Gilbert quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He felt his heart pounding. "You piece of trash! Can't you drive properly? I can't believe you crashed at a traffic light. Where were you even rushing to?" Upon hearing it would cost over a hundred thousand dollars, Rochelle gritted her teeth in anger. Being mocked by others was one thing, but being looked down upon by Perseus, a former convict and someone she had dumped, made Rochelle extremely uncomfortable. She wondered how a poor loser like him managed to turn things around. Rochelle couldn't help but curse inwardly. "Weren't you in a hurry to check out our house just now? I..." "Enough. Enough with the nonsense.