She didn’t expect the car to have a flat tire when she was driving!
The car instantly started to slip!
Yvette was shocked.
She suddenly rembered that when she took the driver’s license test, Lance had taught her not to panic when she had a punctured tire.
The last thing she could do was step on the brakes under this circumstance, for it would be likely to turn over the car!
As long as she held the steering wheel tightly and lightly stepped on the brake, the car would slowly stop.
Yvette silently repeated the steps that Lance had taught her, and it took her less than three minutes to stop the car.
After stopping the car, she still had lingering fears.
Her car had run-flat tires, so it definitely wouldn’t have such an accident like this.
After calming down, Yvette got out to have a check.
The manhole cover that she had just driven by was tilted up, and there were also so nails next to it!
It seed like soone had placed them there.
Who on earth would do this kind of bad thing?
Fortunately, Yvette had so experience. If it were so newbies, they would probably already turn over the car.
An old woman in her sixties ran over and asked, "Little girl, what happened? Did you have a flat tire?"
Yvette nodded.
The old woman, Maren Darrell, imdiately said, "What a coincidence! My son has been a chanic for ten years. How about I ask him to change your tire?"
Yvette felt that this old woman was strangely enthusiastic. So she shook her head and refused, "No need."
She wanted to call her driver and ask him to bring soone over to fix the car.
It was just that the ti was a little tight.
Maren stood in front of Yvette and constantly advised her to change the flat tire.
Yvette shook her head and repeatedly said no. She went aside and made a phone call.
When she ca back after the call, she found that her car had been lifted up by the jack.
A man in his thirties who looked dirty was changing the tire of her car.
Yvette went forward and said seriously, "What are you doing?"
Maren smiled and said, "Miss, no need to rush. See. We are changing the tire for you."
Yvette frowned. "I didn’t ask you to change it."
Maren chuckled. "Miss, don’t say that. How could I change the tire for you if you said no?"
Yvette was speechless. She kept telling them that she didn’t want them to change the tire just now.
The dirty man was agile and quickly changed the tire.
Maren hurriedly said, "It’s done. Miss, you have a good car. So I have changed a good tire for you. This tire is worth more than 2 thousand dollars. But I will give you a discount and you only need to pay 1,600 dollars."
Yvette looked at the tire, which obviously had poor quality. It couldn’t be worth more than 20 dollars at all.
Now they said it was worth 1,600 dollars!
This was obviously a trap!
Yvette said, "Sorry, I don’t need your tire. Please take it down."
Maren imdiately changed her face and snorted, "Little girl, I have finished it. If I take it down again, it will beco second-hand. Who will want a second-handed tire!"
"I didn’t ask you to change my tire at first. You didn’t listen and still changed my tire."
Maren would not admit it and she said, "Little girl, you look pretty and have such a fancy car. You must have 1,600 dollars, don’t you? Fine, I will give you a discount. Just give 1,500 dollars."
She already had a plan.
She bought this tire for 15 dollars. It had low quality and it would break soon.
They were always moving around and never stayed in an area for too long. When the tire broke, no one could find them again.
Maren continued, "I’m not stingy, and you should also be generous! I have already changed your tire. Even if you call the police, you still have to pay, understand? I don’t want to give you trouble. But my son has been working hard to change the tier for you."
As she spoke, she pulled her son towards Yvette.
Her son was chubby and strong. He was about 6.5 feet tall and standing in front of Yvette like a wall.
Maren covered her mouth with her hand and took out a QR code.
She whispered, "There is sothing wrong with my son’s head. You don’t want to provoke him. I know that you are busy. Just pay the bill and leave."
It sounded like persuasion, but her words were full of threats and intimidation.
Yvette said coldly, "What if I don’t pay?"
"You don’t pay?"
The smile on Maren’s face was gone. She said in a an voice, "Then I can’t control what my son will do next."
Her son got the order and stepped forward.
He was drooling when he saw Yvette and stuttered, "Beautiful... Beautiful woman..."
As he spoke, he reached out and tried to touch Yvette.
Yvette hurriedly stepped back and dodged his touch.
However, her phone accidentally dropped to the ground and was taken away by the silly man.
Maren quickly climbed into the car and snatched the car key.
She said aggressively, "If you don’t give the money, you don’t even think about leaving today."
Maren’s retarded son, Jerry Darrell, continued to drool and shouted, "Beautiful woman! Beautiful woman!"
Yvette walked up to Maren and tried to take back the key.
However, before she could touch Maren, Maren lay down in front of the car and rolled.
"Soone attacked ! Soone attacked ! I’m dying! I’m dying!"
Yvette was speechless.
Maren moved so smoothly and quickly.
Now Yvette finally understood that they were trying to blackmail her!
She looked around and found herself in the middle of nowhere. Not to ntion surveillance caras.
No wonder these two people would choose this place.
Yvette calmly said, "Madam, I have no money on and my credit card is frozen. I will call my family and tell them to bring the money over, okay?"
Maren cast her a suspicious look and said, "You are not trying to fool , aren’t you?"
"Of course not. This car is fancy, but it isn’t mine. It is not my na on the driving license either. I borrowed the car because I wanted to look rich. I was afraid that my friend would know that I broke the tire of his car. Thanks to you. You have changed the new one for ."
Yvette said with a sincere look.
Maren said, "Ouch! My leg hurts badly. Just paying for the tire is not enough!"
Yvette said, "Then how much do you want?"
Maren’s eyes lit up. "You should at least give 3 thousand dollars as a recuperation fee!"
Yvette figured that since the liar was so paranoid, she could not agree with her right away.
She said sincerely, "Madam, I don’t have that much money. I can’t just ask my friend to lend 3 thousand dollars, right? Just give a smaller number."
Seeing that Yvette started to bargain, Maren thought that she was just a naive girl. So she said, "Then give 2,800 dollars. It can’t be any less."
"2,500 dollars, okay?" Yvette asked again.
Maren saw that Yvette was seriously bargaining with her, so she put down her guard and nodded.
"Alright, alright."
As she spoke, she took out her phone and gave it to Yvette.
Yvette dialed a number and said, "Ana, it’s . Can you bring so money over?"
Yvette gave the location and humd a few tis.
After hanging up the phone, Yvette comforted Maren, "Madam, don’t worry. Ana is pretty close to this area. She will arrive at most twenty minutes."
Maren was very happy.
While waiting, Jerry kept staring at Yvette.
It was creepy since he was drooling all the ti.
After a while, Yvette thought it was good timing.
She patted her head and exclaid, "I forgot! I have 500 dollars in cash in my car. Wait a minute, I’ll give it to you first."
Maren was happy when she heard this and said, "Sure, miss. Go get it."
As she spoke, she returned the car key to Yvette.
Yvette had a calm expression as she opened the car door.
Maren followed behind Yvette when she saw Yvette rummaging through the cabinet. The next second, Yvette slamd the door shut with a bang.
And then, she locked the door.
Maren’s face imdiately changed. But she couldn’t open the car door no matter how hard she tried.
Standing outside the car, she kept cursing Yvette a bitch and a slut.
The sound insulation of the car was very good, but Yvette could tell what she was shouting by her mouth shape.
Jerry on the side picked up a stone and smashed it over!
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