Her face instantly fell, pale to the extreme.
The surrounding rain seemed to trap her in impenetrable darkness, making her body gradually numb.
Facing those clear calm eyes, Skye Vance was a bit at a loss but still braved through to explain the situation just now, "Sorry, I'm a new driver, I just didn't notice the car behind me changing lanes, which caused this accident, I hope none of you were hurt?"
"Is Miss Vance hard of hearing?" Claire Prescott said calmly, her voice mingled with the pitter-patter of rain, clear and penetrating to the ear.
Skye Vance was stunned, somewhat perplexed.
Claire saw her delicate cunningness clearly, "Since we plan to claim car insurance, Miss Vance should just get on with it, the road behind is already congested, didn't you hear the honking?"
Upon hearing this.
Skye Vance instantly became clear-headed.
