Chapter 909

"Fuck, Logan, you... Ouch! Damn..." Nigel's head hit the seat, making him howl in pain. The car stopped, but it was now emitting smoke. But that wasn't the most terrifying part. The driver's side of the car had been severely damaged. Logan sat there, his face gradually turning pale. He glanced at his trapped arm and slowly closed his eyes. "Call an ambulance," he said before continuing, "But don't call the police." "Not the police? Who's going to pay for my car?" Nigel held his head. "I'll pay for it. I was drinking." He let out a string of curses at Logan's words. When Lisa woke up, it was 5:30 in the morning. Despite having gone to bed late, she had woken up early. Her gaze lingered on the room as she took a moment to register the changes. Then it hit her—she had returned home from Logan's. She sighed, reached for her phone, and saw the local news notification on her screen. The headline read that there was an accident in Hilcord, with the Woods family's scion injured. In Hi