Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 708

In a quiet, somewhat run-down neighborhood, there lived a stunning woman. And by stunning, I mean jaw-droppingly gorgeous. You didn’t need to be a genius to figure out what was happening here.

It was a classic tale: a rich guy noticed her beauty and wanted her for himself. So, naturally, he sent a car her way. Or perhaps he’d already won her over, and this was his reward.

Ah, the perks of being wealthy—a Maserati at the drop of a hat.

Too bad I’m a guy, or I’d consider finding myself a sugar daddy too. Who needs principles when you can just lie back and watch the money roll in?

“Ms. Cole, you’re a smart woman. But sometimes, you need to know when to quit while you’re ahead. Don’t overplay your hand, or you might end up losing it all. Am I right?”

In other words: the billionaire sending you this car is doing you a favor. So, play it cool. Don’t get too caught up in your own performance.

Roseanne couldn’t help but chuckle at the salesman’s words. She didn’t even bother arguing. She already knew who had sent the car.

“Could you step aside? I need to close the door.”

Seeing she wasn’t joking and genuinely didn’t want the car, the salesman quickly added, “This car is from Mr. Murray Sherwood! He’s the CEO of a major corporation—a real business mogul. You’re lucky he even noticed you. Receiving gifts from him is…”

Before he could finish, someone down the street started shouting, “Who the hell blocked the alley again?! Just because you drive a Maserati doesn’t mean you can park anywhere! I’ll report you, I swear!”

Roseanne crossed her arms, smirking. “Around here, it doesn’t matter if you drive a Maserati or a Rolls-Royce. If you block the road, you’re getting yelled at.”

The salesman was dumbfounded. “You’re really not taking it?!”

That was a Maserati! A MASERATI!

Roseanne simply replied, “Drive it away.”

And with that, the door slammed shut.

As the salesman left, confusion was etched all over his face. Was there really a woman out there who’d turn down a free Maserati?

Was she aiming for sainthood or what?!