Chapter 3 Faking An Accident

This little boy, Marvin Shi, was her sunshine. As she spent time with him, she became stronger and stronger.

Now she would make sure the ones who had hurt her would suffer.

In order to buy her some time to get settled here, the director had offered her two week's leave.

She had plenty of time to get used to the place. But the first thing she wanted was to find a good kindergarten for her child. In the end, only education would be there to help a person. She had learnt it the hard way.

Once they were out of the hospital, Marvin jumped frantically, pointing his finger to a dumpling shop across the road.

"Mommy! I want to eat gold ingots!" he declared in a sweet voice.

Passers-by couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Celia helplessly squatted down and held him in her arms. She patiently said to him, "Baby, that's called dumplings, not gold ingots. We had eaten them in M Country's Chinatown, remember?"

"Yes!" Marvin nodded seriously. "I like gold ingots very much! They were yummy."

Celia sighed.

'Well, if he wants to call them gold ingots, there isn't much I can do about it. After all, he is a little boy.

With time, he will learn, ' she thought and smiled.

Placing a kiss on his chubby cheek, she said, "Okay, let's go and eat yummy gold ingots!"

The light on the sidewalk turned green. She was about to carry Marvin, but he shrugged off her hands.

"I am a big boy, Mommy. You shouldn't carry me, people will laugh. I promise to catch your hand while crossing the road,"

he promised. Relief flashed through her face. She caught his hand tightly. But as they reached near the restaurant, Marvin became impatient.

Dropping her hand, he rushed towards his destination. At this moment, a Maserati car made its way towards him, not showing any signs of stopping.

"Marvin!" When Celia saw the car rushing out from the corner of her eye, she narrowed her eyes and called out his name.

In an instant, she was with him, holding him in her arms. With her slender body, she stopped the car from harming him.

In the process, she was hurt.

The car screeched to a halt.

Celia's leg was badly wounded. She fell to the ground, letting out a painful hiss. The exposed skin on her arm was pierced by sharp stones, making it worse.

But her concern wasn't her own health. Frantically, she began searching whether Marvin was wounded.

"Are you okay, love? Did you get hurt? Tell me, baby," she coaxed as she inspected his body for wounds. An excruciating pain went through her injured leg. Without the mildest concern for herself, she thanked the lord that he was alright.

"Mommy, I am fine, but you are hurt," he said, flinching at the sight of blood.

Even the license plate had her blood on it. Realizing his mother was in too much pain, his bright eyes turned watery. Celia realized he was about to cry.

"It's okay, love. As long as you are fine, I'm fine," she said in a soothing tone. When Celia tried to get up, she was unable to do so. The more exertion she put, the worse the pain got.

Due to the accident, a crowd had formed. "Miss, are you okay?" someone asked.

"Look at her, she is badly hurt. She can't even get up," someone else said. She was a pitiable sight.

But before she could assure everyone she was fine, a tall man came out of the car. He gave off a strong aura. In an instant, the noisy crowd shut their mouths. The onlookers even made way for the man to walk.

The man came and cast a shadow around her.

When Celia raised her eyes, she happened to see his cold eyes.

Their eyes remained intertwined for a few seconds.

Even though he looked intimating, she couldn't ignore the fact he was handsome. In fact, he was the most handsome guy she had set her eyes on. His features were extremely charming.

But the best part were his eyes. She detected familiarity in them. 'Why do I feel I have seen him before?' she wondered.

"Are you done staring at me? How much do you need as compensation?" he asked, snapping her back to reality.

His thin lips twisted into a sarcastic smile. This man was bereft of any humanity.

He assumed she was feigning injury to extort money from him.

Seeing the little guy beside her, the man continued, "These days, many old people faking accidents to claim for compensation. I didn't expect a young woman like you to do the same. And you even used your son."

This shocking remark ignited fury in Celia's heart.

"Would you stop blabbering rubbish?" she asked at the top of her voice.

Listening to her retort, the onlookers gasped!

She wasn't dealing with an ordinary man. In fact, she was challenging the most powerful man of J City, Richard Ao!

He had it all; wealth, looks and power. He stood at the top of the food chain. With a snap of his fingers, he could make people disappear. Even the mayor spoke to him respectfully.

And this woman had the audacity to publicly shout at him!

Of course, Richard Ao was also stunned for half a second, but he quickly gathered his wits. Once again, he put on an indifferent expression. Glancing at the wound on her leg, he took out a check and passed it to her.

"It's just a minor scrape. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill! You are breaking the traffic order."

'Scrape?

And he thinks I am the one who broke the traffic order?' she thought indignantly.

Looking at the check that he was handing out, Celia sneered at the man. She grabbed it and tore it into pieces.

"Firstly, you broke the traffic order and hit me. Secondly, you are impertinent enough to call my wound a scrape! Look carefully! In which angle does it look like a minor scrape? Aren't you aware that knee bones are vital? I could be handicapped for life! Lastly, but most importantly, where is my apology? Nobody wants your check!"

Her words were fierce and overflowed with arrogance.

Instead of making him angry, his interest was piqued. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he thought, 'Interesting!'

However, the people around them feared for her life. They knew fully well that she had put her head in the lion's mouth.

After everything that had happened in her life, Celia was afraid of nothing.

The man took a step forward. "Then what do you want?" he asked and his face twisted into a roughish smile.