The woman got off the car and didn't head toward Jordy. Instead, she looked behind herself and knitted her beautiful eyebrows. Jordy noticed something wrong and got off the car too.
It turned out that the car behind hers had been very fast and hit her car, which caused hers to hit his car.
The driver of the third car got off. It was a greasy middle-aged man with a big belly. At the sight of the beautiful Gloria, his anger suddenly disappeared. "So I guess you're the driver of this car, beautiful. Then I'll forgive you for slamming the brakes!"
Gloria frowned, "So you're blaming it on me?"
"Obviously, you hit the car in front of yours, which was why I bumped into yours. Look, the car in front of yours, as well as mine, is expensive. It wouldn't be enough for the compensation even if you sell your Maybach. Listen, why don't you be my whore? I'll cover all of it for you!"