Quadruplets Unite: Mother’s Words Are Law! Chapter 930

“Well… You don’t have to give me any money now,” Waylon said.

“Mr. Adelmar, are you angry at me? Don’t worry, I’m not going to run away…” Doris said.

“What I mean is, you should gather the full sum of 300 thousand dollars before giving it to me. I’m not in a rush to take your money,” Waylon said.

“Ah? Sure. I’ll work hard to earn money, and I can pay you back… Ahh!”

Waylon heard Doris scream.

At the same time, an electric scooter shot out of the intersection and swerved dangerously in front of his car.

Screech! Waylon slammed the brakes and parked his Bugatti on the sidewalk.

The electric scooter did not fall over, thanks to Waylon’s immediate reaction.

The female rider of the electric scooter stood on the spot. Her hands gripped the handlebars tightly.

Waylon could not see her face under the helmet. He guessed that she was still in shock from the near collision.

Waylon tossed his phone aside despite he was still on the call. He stepped out of the car and strode toward the woman.

He was furious. That woman had just barged in front of him all of a sudden, even though he had the right of way at the intersection.

When the woman saw Waylon coming out of the car, she fell to the ground, and the electric scooter fell to the other side.

That’s a very slow reaction! Waylon thought.

“Are you trying to scam me? You need to try harder!” Waylon said coldly.

“Mr… Mr. Adelmar? It’s you again!” the woman said weakly.

Waylon’s mind went blank for three seconds.

Wait, what? That voice…

“Doris?”

“That’s me.” Doris took off the helmet, revealing her dusty face. “I called you right after I came out of the mechanic, and I didn’t see your car when I took the turn…”

Waylon frowned hard.

She keeps on knocking into my car! Why can’t I seem to shake her off? Should I ask her whereabouts before I leave the house?

“I… I scraped your car again,” Doris said.

Waylon turned his head around to look. There was a long scrape on the Bugatti’s silver chassis.

“What car is that? Is it a luxury car too?” Doris knew that she should ask first.

“It’s a Bugatti. It’s worth 14 million dollars,” Waylon said.

Doris’s knees went weak, and her face turned pale.

“I… I can’t afford to pay for that. You can send me to jail,” Doris said.

“Do I have to take care of your children then?” Waylon smirked.

“My children…” Tears rolled down Doris’ cheeks. “I guess you can send them to the orphanage.”

Waylon turned around and walked away. He was done talking to her.

“Mr. Adelmar! I’ll pay for the damages. Just let me know how much it’ll cost!” Doris said.

“400 thousand dollars, and not a cent less!” Waylon said without turning his head back.

“Wha…”

He entered the driver’s seat and floored the gas pedal. The Bugatti was gone in an instant.

Doris was still sitting on the sidewalk. “300 thousand plus 400 thousand… That’s 700 thousand dollars! Where am I getting that money? Should I rob the bank? But I don’t know how to!”