My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 837

Inside the BMW.

The man who had returned to the car was asked by his companions, "Were they tracking us?"

"No," the man replied with a sly smile. "Just a rich girl and her toy boy."

"How do you know she's a rich girl?"

"I saw her when she entered the motel. With a flashy car like that and dressed in an evening gown, it was obvious she came from some fancy event."

"Good eye, my friend! You're quite observant!"

"Once we finish this job, I'm getting myself a sports car!"

"Yeah! After this job, we'll buy sports cars and villas and invite beautiful ladies for parties!"

The occupants of the car cheered excitedly.

"What's going on with the car behind us?"

They all looked at the car behind them in unison.

Logan was driving, and Esther was fighting for control of the steering wheel. The sports car wobbled unsteadily on the open road. Just as the men in the BMW were enjoying the spectacle, the sports car unexpectedly rammed into the BMW.

The BMW took a hard hit.

Logan opened the sports car's door and shouted at Esther, "Satisfied now?!"

Esther got out and stood in front of the damaged car impatiently, looking at the point of impact. "Why are you so angry? What's your problem?"

The men from the BMW got out of their car.

Esther pulled out a checkbook, adopting the attitude of an affluent woman, and asked, "How much will it cost to repair the car?"

The men were momentarily dumbfounded.

Logan walked over to Esther with a menacing look and said aggressively, "You think having money makes you special?"

"So what if I'm filthy rich?!" Esther swiftly wrote a check and handed it to the men in the BMW.

Logan snatched the check from her, tore it into pieces, then casually put it in his pocket.