In the parking lot.
Faye Vaughn was arguing with the other driver. "Sir, you hit our car while you were backing up. How is this not your fault?"
The driver was a burly man with an intimidating tiger tattoo on his neck.
He glared at Faye, trying to threaten her. "Hey beautiful, you know talk like that can get you beat up, right? I'll cut you a break since you're a woman. Just give me five thousand, and we'll call it even."
"I wouldn't give you five yuan, let alone five thousand."
Faye Vaughn didn't back down an inch. She took a moment to glance at a parking spot not far away.
What a coincidence.
It was Wyatt Hawthorne's car.
'Is he here to see Vivian Windsor?'
"You fucking think I don't hit women?"
The tattooed man raised a fist, shaking it menacingly at Faye.
Faye took a step back and suddenly shouted, "Mr. Hawthorne! Mr. Wyatt Hawthorne!"
Wyatt Hawthorne was just getting out of his car.
He raised an eyebrow and looked over, recognizing the face.
'Audrey Kensington?'
