Chapter 40 - At Her Worst (1/2)

Because of her poor driving skill, Xiu was very vigilant, cautious and attentive throughout her drive to the apartment complex. As she drove the car in the underground parking lot, she had finally heaved a sigh of relief for reaching without any mishaps.

But apparently she had let her guard down too soon because...

Right as she was going to park the car, a cat jumped right in the middle of her way. Xiu was startled or more like spooked as she swerved across her path and with a bang, her car had hit into something. Her body yanked forward but because of the seatbelt, she managed to stay unharmed.

But with her head on the steering wheel, she felt like crying. Why? Why? Just why was this happening with her all the time? It's like the lady luck was really her nemesis as she always ended up in such situations.

Slapping her mouth, Xiu spoke, ”Damn it! Why did you speak too soon? What rotten tongue do you have?!”

Unbuckling her seatbelt, Xiu alighted from the car and looked at the damage. Her eyes widened as she saw that she had banged into a white sports car, that looked super expensive. She wasn't well versed in cars or other vehicles but even an idiot could tell that that car was really expensive.

”F.u.c.k! I'm screwed!” Xiu cursed out loud as she buried her face in her hands, lamenting over this situation.

Looking at that broken headlight and other damage to the sports car, Xiu was in despair. And while she was busy knitting her brows in tension, she heard a soft groan. Xiu immediately looked around but found no one, at least, not until she noticed that there was someone inside the car. Xiu looked closely and saw a figure with his head lowered on the passenger seat. This discovery made her freeze at her place.

Same day,

Earlier in the evening...

”Are you sure that you'd be okay at this place?” Dylan was asking Darren as he looked around at the moderate-sized apartment. It was enough for one person to live in but Dylan was still skeptical considering the status of Darren... This place seemed shabby to him.

However, his best friend's thinking wasn't aligned with his own. ”It's perfect. From all other places, I really like this one.” Darren replied with a look of satisfaction.

”Daz, I know you don't like big houses but this residential sector is not suitable for you.” As Darren frowned at his words, Dylan continued, ”I mean, yes, there are only wealthy people in this sector but still... They are not from our social circle.” Dylan was really trying to stress on that fact. After all, there were different circles even in wealthy people.

Money tends to change one's living standards, social standards not so very much.

”Social circle?” Darren raised his brow and Dylan nodded vigorously. ”But my social circle consists of only you. And you have no problem with me living here. Just say that you're worried about my security.”

Dylan sighed out, ”Why are you not worried? This place could really be dangerous.”

Darren punched Dylan's arm saying, ”The main reason for this choice is that it is the place people would least expect me to be at. It's not dangerous, it's rather very safe.”