Chapter 1567
Keegan and Stella's car surged forward uncontrollably, slamming into the Audi ahead. Keegan swiftly yanked the handbrake and
turned to Stella. A flash of concern etched on his face. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Stella rubbed her forehead and frowned slightly. "I'm fine. What about you? Are you hurt?"
Keegan shook his head and glanced at the rearview mirror. His expression was serious. "Contact the police and the insurance
company while I go check things out."
Stella nodded.
When Keegan stepped out of the car, he noticed the vehicle that had rear-ended them was a white van.
He approached the vehicle with his phone in his hand.
The van had tinted windows which blocked the view inside. Nevertheless, Keegan had a hunch that someone inside was
watching him.
He raised his hand to knock on the window when a gleam from the blade of a knife emerged slowly from inside the van.
However, before his hand could make contact with the glass, the owner of the Audi suddenly rushed over and grabbed Keegan
by the collar. His anger was apparent." What the hell, man? Can you even drive? Are you blind?" Keegan furrowed his brows
and pushed the man's hand away. "I was rear-ended by this vehicle," he said in a composed tone.
The man looked at the van behind them and gritted his teeth. "Bullshit! You literally crash into me!"
Keegan did not bother to argue with him. He calmly said," We've already called the police. They’ll handle it when they arrive."
"I've got places to be. Who's got time to wait for the cops? I want a hundred grand in compensation! Pay up!"
Keegan came from an affluent background and rarely encountered such unreasonable behavior in his social circle. Despite his
irritation, his good upbringing helped him restrain his emotions. He kept a stern face and said, "The insurance company is on its
way. The compensation will be handled appropriately after they assess the accident. Stop making baseless accusations and
demands here."
The man looked at Keegan's expensive car. He noticed his fair complexion and the fact that he did not resort to using foul
language. It was evident that he hailed from a wealthy family. The man did not care whether the van behind was responsible for
the crash. He knew that the owner of that beat-up van could not afford the damages to his vehicle. Therefore, he had to exploit
Keegan.
"Quit wasting my time. Pay up now!"
Keegan's face darkened. He was about to speak when he suddenly saw the white van about to leave. It attempted to merge into
the flow of traffic on the left.
Keegan was taken aback and took a step forward to chase after it. But the owner of the Audi immediately grabbed the back of
his collar.
Keegan, who was exercising his patience, turned around and twisted the man's arm behind his back. He then kicked the man's
leg, causing him to kneel on the ground.
With his arm twisted at an awkward angle, the man cried out in pain. Keegan's eyes turned ice-cold, and his voice cut through
the air like a blade. "I told you to wait for the police to handle this. Which part of that did you not understand?"
"That hurts... Let go of me!" The man's face turned white, as he tried to pull free from Keegan's grip. However, the more he
struggled, the more it hurt him. His arm felt as though it was about to break.
At that moment, a pregnant woman came out from the Audi. She hurried over, grabbed Keegan's clothes, and started hitting him.
"Let go of my husband!"
Keegan did not want to resort to violence against a woman. He dodged to the side while keeping a tense expression. The
pregnant woman stumbled and fell. She clutched her stomach and whimpered in pain.
The man turned pale instantly. "Baby, are you alright?" he yelled out.
Keegan did not expect that the situation would escalate like this. He relaxed his grip, and the man wriggled free. He scrambled to
his wife, who was now sitting on the ground,
holding her belly and moaning in pain.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the man got scared. He did not dare to approach Keegan again. He felt a shiver down his spine,
as he recalled how close he had been to having his arm snapped. As the crowd around them grew, the man started to twist the
facts.