Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 966 - Chapter 966 Chapter 966 The Man Who Drives a Ferrari

Chapter 966: Chapter 966: The Man Who Drives a Ferrari Chapter 966: Chapter 966: The Man Who Drives a Ferrari “If my eyes didn’t deceive me, was it her who pushed you?” the man’s gaze fell on Harper Glorian not far away, “Do you want me to be a witness? There’s a cop right here.”

Ann Nolan shook her head again: “Never mind, my friend is waiting for me to go to the beach.”

“You sure have a good temper,” the man laughed.

“Just don’t want to waste time on trifles like these. Time is so precious, why waste it on those who don’t matter?” Ann Nolan withdrew her arm from his grasp, “I’m still very thankful, sir.”

“Don’t mention it, it was nothing.”

Under the sunlight, they stood very close to each other.

In the depths of the man’s eyes was a profound and steady gaze.

His white shirt was very clean, and his figure was tall and trim, with a straight line running down his back.

Ann Nolan leaned on his car, “Hiss–” she wrinkled her brow, her foot had been twisted.

It seemed, not lightly.

“I’ll take you to the hospital, you won’t be able to walk for a while,” the man noticed her injured foot.

He directly opened the passenger-side door: “Get in, the hospital isn’t far, and I’m headed that way.”

“You are putting yourself out, no need, I still need to handle things here at the scene.”

“I’ll make a call to a friend at the police station, have him handle this for you. I think what’s urgent is that you should go to the hospital,” the man looked at her swollen ankle.

“I…”

Just as Ann Nolan prepared to refuse, suddenly, she saw Harper Glorian sneakily taking pictures with her cell phone!

It wasn’t anyone else she was photographing– it was her and this gentleman!

Ann Nolan’s face changed, her eyes showing increasing annoyance.

She knew what Harper meant.

To capture all this, for Zaiden Santos to see?

Of course, Ann Nolan wouldn’t allow her to do anything that would insult her reputation.

Limping on her injured foot, she hobbled over and snatched Harper’s cell phone!

Harper was too slow to react: “What are you doing, give me back my phone!”

Ann Nolan’s leg was crippled, but Harper dashed up in a sprint, reaching to grab her phone back!

“Harper, there has to be a limit to your behavior!” Ann Nolan coldly powered on her phone.

But alas, the phone was locked.

“What’s the password?” Ann Nolan eyed her coldly.

“Why are you interfering with me taking pictures at the scene? Is that any of your business? Why are you so nosy?” Harper could not contain her anger, reaching to snatch back her phone.

The man by her side held Ann Nolan’s arm, taking the phone from her hands.

Tall with a commanding presence, he swept Harper a cold glance: “The password.”

Harper knew she was in the wrong, and she could tell this man was not someone to trifle with.

A man driving a Ferrari, could he be powerless and penniless?

Harper was at a loss, yet she stubbornly refused to give in.

“The password!” the man’s voice rose, colder now.

Harper was adamant, her silence confirming her guilt.

“You refuse to say?” The corner of the man’s mouth twitched, and suddenly, he threw Harper’s phone on the ground and stepped on it with his black leather shoe, crushing it.

“Ah! My phone! You owe me a new phone! I just bought it!” Harper panicked, her face taking on a drastic change.

She was stamping her feet in desperation, but it was useless now, the phone had been destroyed!

Her new phone, with so many photos in it!

She glared at Ann Nolan and the man, growing angrier by the moment!!

But she was helpless.

This man, he must be Ann Nolan’s lover, right? Otherwise, why would he go so far to defend her.

Ann Nolan watched Harper lose her temper, she shook her head helplessly, sighing.

Ann Nolan was quite grateful to this man.