My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 551

Chapter 551 

After each refinement, a Rejuvenation Pill was required to restore true 

energy. 

A day passed quickly, and after a good night’s sleep, Melody felt refreshed. Then, she went and picked up Hera from work as she usually did. 

Melody had not driven her white Maserati for a long time. Getting into the driver’s seat, she put on her sunglasses, started the engine, and released the handbrake before pressing the accelerator. The car shot forward. 

Just as the car was out of the villa, she braked abruptly, and the car’s rear swerved as she executed a perfect drift. She then immediately 

shot forward. 

Suddenly, there was the sound of the emergency brake being engaged 

and a loud crash. 

Melody had hit an old man who went flying backward like a kite with a 

broken string. 

“Oh no!” 

Melody’s face went pale. She flung open the door hastily and went 

toward the old man. 

“Ow…” 

The old man looked disheveled with his gray hair and his black cloth shoes as he curled up on the ground, groaning and holding his knees. 

Her face drained of color, Melody asked, “Are you… okay, sir?” 

It had been too long since she last drove. Her skills were rusty, and 

she ended up hitting someone too! 

Seeing the person responsible for the accident approaching him, the 

old man quickly sat up and clutched his slender legs. “I demand 

compensation…” 

“Do you need help? Shall I take you to the hospital?” Melody inquired, 

squatting down. 

She realized the old man seemed completely unharmed and 

wondered if he could be a martial artist. However, she did not sense 

any inner energy fluctuation either. 

The old man glared at Melody with indignation and said, “I’ve got things to do. I don’t need to go to the hospital. Just compensate me with a hundred grand or 80 grand!” 

Melody was astonished, but then her expression shifted to a wry 

smile. “Are you trying to scam me?” 

Royal Bay consisted of standalone villas. The community’s security were all young people, and the gardeners and cleaners wore 

uniforms. This old man was dressed in tattered clothes, clearly not 

part of the community staff. 

He could not possibly be a senior of any of the homeowners, or he would not be dressed so shabbily. 

Thus, Melody concluded that this old man had sneaked in to extort 

money from the residents. After all, those who lived in Royal Bay were 

either affluent or of high status. 

Chapter 551 

“What are you implying? You hit someone, yet you’re trying to shirk responsibility? The speed limit in this neighborhood is 20. How fast were you driving just now? Either pay up, or I’ll report this!” 

The old man gripped Melody’s jeans with one hand and reached for his phone with the other, intending to call the police.