Reborn heiress on a scumbag hunt novel Chapter 33

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Rosie felt a surge of delight.

Ava glanced at the clothes piled in the back. “This isn’t enough. Next time, we’ll take even

more.”

Rosie hummed softly and hurried to hand her some water. “Ava, you must be thirsty. Have a

drink.”

Ava nodded and had just taken the cup when a car rammed into them from behind. The sudden impact sent the cup flying straight into her face. She was about to start yelling when a sharp scream rang out from beside them.

“It’s on fire!”

“Oh my God, what’s happening?”

Heat surged from behind. When Ava turned around, she saw the clothes in the back engulfed in flames. Her face drained of color instantly.

Rosie panicked. “Ava, let’s get out of the car now!”

Their lives were far more important than a pile of clothes. Ava scrambled out in a panic, nearly tripping. The sudden rear-end collision and the fire had her heart racing wildly. She turned back, ready to curse whoever hit them, only to freeze.

It was a red Ferrari. The license plate was a flashy vanity plate, outrageously eye-catching. A plate like that wasn’t something money alone could buy. It was a statement.

Ava clutched her chest and nearly collapsed. She Had to lean on Rosie for support.

Inside the Ferrari sat a man in a black jacket, with sunglasses perched on his face. Even then, anyone could tell he was devilishly handsome.

He impatiently shoved the door open and stepped out, sweeping a lazy glance over them. A wicked, mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips, giving him a reckless, devil-may-care

air.

“Whose piece of junk is this?” His tone was arrogant, but his voice was oddly smooth.

Rosie frowned. He was the one who hit them, yet he was acting like this? She was just about to speak when Ava grabbed her arm. “Mr. Hemington, it’s our driver’s fault. Sorry for delaying you.”

Seeing that it was an elderly woman, the corner of Asher Hemington’s mouth twitched. He turned, got back into the car, and spat out a single word-“Scram.”

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Rosie clenched her fists. Only after he drove away did she explode. “Ava, he was the one who crashed into us!”

“You idiot, shut up!” Ava snapped through gritted teeth.

Rosie couldn’t understand it at all.

Soon, passersby came to help put out the fire, but the inside of the car was already burned beyond recognition. The clothes had been reduced to ash.

Rosie’s expression instantly darkened.

Ava, however, barked sharply, “What a nightmare. Who on earth did you cross? When we get home, you’ll have a full day of tasks ahead of you”

Whenever Ava was angry, she would make people run a whole day of chores or menial tasks.

Rosie was already miserable over the clothes being destroyed, and now, she was being punished on top of it. Her mood sank to rock bottom.

Ava stared in the direction where the Ferrari had disappeared. She never expected to run into

Asher here.

Asher was infamous for his wild arrogance and complete disregard for rules. He was backed by

a family no one dared challenge. To the Hemingtons, the Lowes were insignificant. He had a hundred ways to make sure those who offended him paid the price for it.

In the Ferrari speeding away, Asher casually made a phone call.

“Jas, it’s done.”

“Mm. You can have the keys to the car in my garage.”

Asher’s eyes lit up. “Nice. Call me the first second something like this comes up again.”

Back at the Hayes residence, Louisa was stuffed and beginning to nod off.

“I’m heading to the office,” Jasper said before leaving, ruffling her hair as he looked at her dozing off on the couch. “Be good at home, okay?”

“Mm. Hug me,” Louisa said, opening her arms.

He lowered his gaze to her, then scooped her up effortlessly with his strong arms and carried her to the bed to rest. Then, he retrieved a small box and held it carefully in his hands.