Chapter 249
Chapter 249:
“Exactly!” another driver added. “I’ve seen vain women like you before. Probably just some rich guy’s side piece. Dressed to impress but not a cent to your name p>
Rosie’s anger flared. “Watch your mouth p>
Another middle-aged driver, cigarette dangling from his lips, stepped forward. “Don’t play dumb. You look like a mistress. Flashy outfit, arrogant attitude—what else could you be? Don’t even think about leaving now. You’re staying right here until the police show up. If you run off, how are we supposed to track you down? You think you’ve got enough to compensate us all p>
Surrounded by angry car owners, Rosie found herself trapped with no way out. Their furious expressions rattled her, and panic crept in. With trembling hands, she called Ernst and asked him to come help.
Thankfully, the police arrived not long after. Though Rosie’s heart was still pounding, the fear of being physically attacked eased once the officers stepped in.
By the time everything was settled, it was already past one in the afternoon.
Outside the police station, Ernst walked beside her and cast a glance at the wrecked vehicle. “Isn’t that the custom-made car for Brenna? Why were you driving it?” he asked.
Rosie didn’t know how to answer, so she tried to brush it off. “What’s wrong with me taking it for a spin? I’ve never driven a car like that before. I just wanted to try it. How was I supposed to know the brakes would fail…” she muttered.
Ernst frowned. “That’s impossible. That car’s known for having some of the best performance in the world. The brakes wouldn’t fail just like that. And why were you driving her car in the first place p>
“Mom had the car made for her, but not for me. How is that fair?” Rosie whined. “I’m not happy about it. Ernst, I want one too. It has to be better than Brenna’s. My parents are gone, and no one cares about me in the family. You’re the only one who treats me well. Please, Ernst p>
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Ernst’s expression softened. It was true. Brenna was surrounded by love—she had their parents and both brothers looking out for her. But Rosie? Lately, everyone seemed to be coming down on her, and she was indeed a bit pitiful. Ernst sighed. “Fine. I’ll arrange it p>
Rosie beamed. “I knew you were the best, Ernst p>
Just then, Sylvie appeared at the entrance of the police station. She gave a polite nod to Ernst, then took Rosie by the arm and led her away.
Ernst returned to the Harper family residence and went straight to the third floor.
Ernst then rapped firmly on Brenna’s door.
Brenna opened the door, surprised. “Ernst, I thought you were at the company,” she said.
Without answering, Ernst stepped inside and shut the door behind him. “You studied mechanics. You know how cars work inside and out. Rosie took your car, which was wrong, yes. But I want an answer—did you tamper with the brakes?” he demanded.