The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 655
Roza waited at the traffic junction several hundred meters away from KS World in her rose-pink Ferrari. She was on a call
connected to her
Bluetooth earpiece.
“Send me the design print for the showcase during Paris Fashion. Week. If the representative there gives me another issue, I will
end our partnership permanently. I will not make things easy for them either if they intend to hold a fashion show in Savrow.”
As the red light turned green, Roza frustratedly floored the gas pedal.
The Ferrari darted like a pink flash of lightning.
Just then, a discreet Mercedes-Benz E-Class sped from the opposite
direction and turned at the intersection while Roza was making a
right turn.
“Oh, shit!”
Roza was too focused on the call to notice the black sedan. As the
two cars were about to collide, Roza slammed on the brakes. Her
tires screeched across the tarmac.

The driver of the Mercedes-Benz recognized the potential danger and
hit the brakes, screeching his tires as well.
Bang!
“Ugh!”
Roza jolted violently, and the airbag deployed right in her face.
Chappe
While her windshield cracked, the glass did not rupture. Otherwise, she might have cuts on her face.
“This is not my lucky day, for sure.”
Roza opened the car door and got out of the car angrily, clutching the nape of her neck.
The front hood of her limited-edition pink Ferrari was destroyed.
“OMG! Pinkie! Damn it!” Roza’s meticulous princess hairdo was ruined too, but that was the least of her problems. She was
heartbroken by the state of her Ferrari.
The Mercedes-Benz involved in the accident was wrecked too. The front hood was bent, and the engine belched out smoke.
“Cough, cough, cough...”
Axel stepped out of the car and coughed because of the smoke.

“Hey! Do you even know how to drive? Why did you ram into my
Huh?”
Roza was about to blow up because she was late for Celeste’s birthday celebration, and her ride was totaled.
Axel’s good looks and slender cut in his black suit enchanted Roza. Starstruck, she drooled at him.
The man had thick brows, a high nose bridge, wide shoulders, a defining waistline, and a perky bottom.
He was a total knockout.
Roza ogled at the approaching man, her heart racing.
Hang on.
He looked awfully familiar. She must have seen him somewhere
before.
“I know how to drive, lady.”
Axel moved around his sore neck, his brows locking in a frown. “Even so, I can’t protect myself against someone who tries to run
me over. What were you doing anyway? You shouldn’t speed at an
intersection.”
“What do you mean by running you over? You were the one coming at
me!”
Roza widened her eyes in fury and stomped her stilettos. “Plus, why are you driving a black sedan in the middle of the night?
You came out of nowhere and scared the shit out of me.”
Axel furrowed his brows tighter as his eyes glinted with n Show me what law states that we can’t drive a black car a
“Ha!