After waiting for his apology, Genevieve turned to the two remaining police officers and said, “I remember there's a speed limit on this road, right? We must have exceeded the allowed speed by at least thirty percent .”
A police officer nodded and instinctively said, “Thirty percent over the speed limit, that's a six-point deduction.”
“Here you go.” Genevieve handed over her driver's license.
Upon seeing her actions, the police officer immediately understood. After deducting points from her, he noticed several supercars around and proceeded to ask for their driver's licenses to deduct points, regardless of whether they had been speeding or not.
That group of Scion street racers had never been treated like this before, and they were furious. However, they didn't dare to say a word.
D*mn! When this woman gets ruthless, she doesn't even spare herself.
The police officers and the group of Scions soon left, and it was then that Genevieve turned to Armand and said, “I thought you came to scold me.”
Armand asked with a smile, “Why would I scold you?”
“Racing cars is so dangerous! If you don't handle the curves well, you might fall off and end up with a wrecked car and lost lives.”
Armand chuckled, “I know about your driving skills. Besides, you've already done what you wanted to do, and you wouldn't listen even if I scolded you. So, just have fun however you like.”
Upon hearing the man's words, Genevieve couldn't help but hug him and give him a kiss.
After hanging out with Armand, she suddenly remembered what she came for and handed Mamba's car keys to him.
“Drive the car back, this is the one my brother gave to his wife.”
This car just arrived today; she had it brought over to lure that man into her trap.
When opening it, they were extremely careful, afraid of scratching it.
“After we're done chatting, I'll come pick you up.” Armand fixed Genevieve's clothes for her, and then drove away in that eye-catching supercar.
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