“Nonsense! This is an imported car. My boyfriend’s father asked his friends to buy it for them. Of course it’s not yours!”
“I think you’ve misunderstood what we’re trying to say here. What I meant is that this vehicle isn’t the model that can be found in our inventory. It’s not even supposed to be sold here in Weston. Only one batch of it was ever produced, which was discontinued a long time ago. But, recently, there have been counterfeits of this model circulating around the domestic market. I’m sure you know through what method this vehicle was procured without me having to say much,” the assessor explained.
“D*mn! So you’re trying to say that we smuggled this vehicle? What a load of horse crap!”
Xyla sounded audibly panicked.
The assessors were helpless. He could only show her the official statement they received from headquarters about these cars. In addition to that, all known counterfeited vehicles had their own reports and related files.
“Get lost! What kind of nonsense is this? I just wanted you to assess the damage. Why did you create so much unnecessary trouble? You know what, I don’t think I want you to assess the damage now, will that be okay?”
Xyla was slightly concerned after taking a good look at the official statement.
After all, that was her boyfriend’s car, not her’s.
She felt a sense of guilt for creating such a mess.
“Miss, I told you just now. This car is included in our records. Our team will come and tow it away in a moment. I hope that you’ll give us your full cooperation in the following investigation. If you’re not the owner of this vehicle, could you ask the owner to come over instead?”
One of the assessors had already hung up his call.
“D*mn! What are you doing?”
Xyla became anxious.
She was no longer in the mood to demand payment from Gerald.
She was so scared that she called her boyfriend—Leon immediately.
As for Gerald, it did not occur to him that things would turn out like that.
Observing the whole process unfold before him, he could only shake his head and laugh bitterly.
Karma’s a b*tch.
It was at this moment that Xyla saw Gerald laughing at her predicament.
Since she was on the phone, she took off one of her high heels and threw it at Gerald.
But Gerald managed to dodge the incoming projectile.
“B*stard! How dare you take pleasure in my misfortune? You’re gonna compensate me no matter what. No more, no less than the amount I specified! It’s your fault. I want a hundred thousand dollars! You won’t be able to escape!”
Xyla said crazily.
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