Chapter 572

Felicia, a rising star in the entertainment industry, had recently gained fame. Many men considered her their ideal woman. However, when people approached Skylar to question her about the accident, their words died on their lips upon seeing her. Standing beside the glamorous Felicia, Skylar was not only equally beautiful but even more striking. They couldn't help but wonder how someone so beautiful could drive a domestic car—the top model barely cost over ten thousand dollars.

"Shall we call the police?" Skylar asked Felicia.

Skylar vaguely remembered seeing Felicia in a TV drama. She hadn't expected to meet her in person, especially in the aftermath of a rear-end collision. Felicia, wearing sunglasses, scrutinized Skylar without restraint. She had heard of a woman named Skylar who worked for Alexander, and this woman resembled her. Photos showed a resemblance, though the blurry, side-profile images were likely taken surreptitiously.

Seeing Skylar in person, Felicia felt uneasy. She felt at a disadvantage compared to Skylar. No wonder Skylar had managed to stay close to Joe. Unfortunately, Felicia lacked a proper background, and charming men wouldn't help her much.

Skylar noticed Felicia's silence; her eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, seemed fixed on her. Skylar raised an eyebrow, realizing the celebrity might have an attitude. She took out her phone and called Natalie.

"Nath, I might be late. I was rear-ended and am dealing with it now. Don't worry," Skylar explained as soon as the call connected.

Natalie didn't immediately respond, seemingly processing the information. As Skylar was about to hang up, Joe's voice came from the other end. "Where are you?" he asked.

"Joe?" Skylar thought, realizing she had inadvertently dialed him instead of Natalie.

"I can handle it. It's just a minor accident. My car isn't badly damaged," Skylar replied quietly.

"Where are you?" Joe asked again.

Skylar glanced at the growing crowd and said, "There are quite a few people here."

"Does it matter?" Joe asked impatiently.

Skylar remained expressionless, didn't insist, and gave Joe the address. Conveniently, it was close to the Martin Group; he should arrive in less than ten minutes.

Chapter 572 (continued)

Felicia wasn't sure who Skylar was talking to, but she had seen enough. She guessed Skylar had undergone cosmetic surgery to enhance her features, making her even more attractive than Felicia herself. The thought that "ugly people often cause trouble" crossed her mind. Felicia's face had been used as a model by several cosmetic surgery clinics—something that hadn't bothered her before, but now did.

"Did you slam on the brakes just now?" Felicia asked.

Skylar chuckled lightly. "Do you have a dashcam in your car?" She wondered if Felicia was trying to shift the blame to avoid negative publicity.

Felicia's voice turned serious. "I drive very cautiously. I don't have a dashcam."

"Oh, but I do. Let's wait for the police," Skylar said calmly. Facts would speak louder than words.