Kiet Chomesri found his behaviour baffling, so she asked, "Are you unhappy with something?"
"Miss, are you sure that you are okay? Not crazy or something?"
Kiet Chomesri bit her lip and was unable to resist retorting, "you're the one who is crazy! If compensation with money is not enough for you rich people yuenthen do you expect me to pay you with my body?"
The young man did not reply, but his whole body exuded a freezing cold aura that even made Kiet Chomesri, who was standing outside the car to tremble and step backwards once.
She had never seen someone with such an unbearing aura around them.
The young man spoke in a cold and unhurried tone, but his voice was remarkably pleasant as if he was a talented musician that had his personality hidden.
"My apologies, pay me back with your body? I am sorry but pork isn't that much of a choice of food for me."
Kiet Chomesri was baffled and stood there frozen momentarily as she blinked her eyelashes in confusion.
Did the young man just call her a pig in a hidden language?
Kiet Chomesri clenched her teeth in anger.
"You..." Kiet Chomesri almost chocked on her words as she pointed her index finger towards the direction of the young man in the Porsche car.
"Then tell me how you expect me to handle the situation!"
Kiet Chomesri's loud words cut through the air like sharp blades of fire.
Before the young man could answer, a middle-aged who wore a tar black, single-breasted, satin tuxedo with a white-wing collar shirt.
He bowed respectfully at the young man in the Porsche car.
"Young master, I am at your service. I am very sorry that I am late."
"Do not worry about that," the young man replied indifferently.
The middle-aged man was obviously the young man's personal chauffeur and helper.
With a quick glance, the middle-aged man realized right away that there had been an accident.
He knitted his eyebrows and said to Kiet Chomesri in a stern voice.
"If I am guessing correctly, you are the one to take the responsibility for the occurrence of the accident."
Kiet Chomesri was shocked beyond words and after trying to construct a sentence and failing to.
The young man seemed to rub it in as he continued, "Chaiya, she just stated that she will only pay two hundred for this. What do you think?"
The chauffeur rolled his eyes at Kiet Chomesri right away and bellowed pointing at her nose.
"Do you know how much worth is this car? Do you know how much money I require to get this single car repaired? Do you even know who the person sitting in this car is?"
She really didn't...
Kiet Chomesri shook her head in negation to imply that she did not know anything.
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