Ring, ring, ring!
At this moment, Connor's phone suddenly rang.
Connor picked up his phone and glanced at it. He realized that it was an unfamiliar number, so he picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Mr. McDonald, I'm Chelsea Lee, the one who hit your car a while ago. Do you still remember me?"
A very pleasant voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
"Yeah…"
Connor nodded and replied.
It had been three days since Chelsea crashed into Connor's car.
Connor had been investigating Heavens Club recently, and Chelsea did not take the initiative to contact him, so he had long forgotten about it.
"Mr. McDonald, has your car been repaired?"
Chelsea continued to ask.
"I think so…"
Connor replied.
"Then, how much did you spend? I'll transfer the money to you…"
"Actually, it didn't cost much. Also, you didn't do it on purpose that day. Let's just forget about it."
