"Forget it; I'll let you drive. Will that do?" Finn Taylor got out of the car and headed to the front passenger seat.

Weston Shaw was overwhelmed with emotion as he heard those words. After getting into the driver's seat, he looked and felt around, wanting nothing more than to steal that car key.

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"Aren't we leaving?" Finn Taylor glanced at Weston Shaw. 'He's like a country bumpkin who is seeing the world for the first time.'

"Alright, alright. Let's go." Weston Shaw stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew off.

Earlier on, Finn Taylor had been slightly worried that Weston Shaw didn't know how to drive. But after they moved off, he realized that the latter drove rather steadily.

However, he thought about it again. 'Weston Shaw cares a lot about appearances. Even though their family doesn't have a car, he probably rents a car often. Of course, the ones he rents can't compare to this BMW 5 series.'

"Finn Taylor, your family seems quite rich now. You guys can even afford a BMW?" They hadn't driven far before Karen James started talking about money.

Finn Taylor sneered inwardly, knowing that she was trying to estimate how much their family had. That way, she could estimate how much to borrow.

"No, we're quite poor. We actually had to take a loan to buy this car. Our monthly repayment for this car is a few thousand dollars."

Karen James's expression immediately fell.

"Listen to what nonsense you're spouting. People say that you shouldn't talk about money, but that's among strangers. I'm your Auntie; I'm one of the closest kin you have. How could you lie to me? I heard that Yvette has become the Larson Corporation's CEO."

Finn Taylor rolled his eyes. "Deputy CEO."

"CEO or Deputy CEO, she's still a CEO."

Finn Taylor rolled his eyes again. 'She's talking so much when all she wants to do is borrow money.'

"Finn Taylor, I'm family too. Tell me, how much does your family have in savings?" Karen James's expression appeared innocent, but that only disgusted the other even more.

"Er… Auntie, you're really asking the wrong person about this. I'm sure you know how much power I hold in the Larson family. All I have control over is 200 dollars a month for groceries."

Because she hadn't gotten the answer she wanted, Karen James couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Screech!

The car came to a sudden halt just then, and everyone in the car was thrown forward.

"Weston Shaw, what the heck are you doing?" Karen James had been leaning forward to talk to Finn Taylor.

As her son slammed on the brakes, she rolled onto the floor.

She lashed out at her son as she climbed back onto the seat with great difficulty.

"Mom, Mom. I-I hit someone. Ah…" Weston Shaw was overwhelmed with emotion. He had been distracted by his mom asking Finn Taylor about money matters.

Unfortunately, an old lady had suddenly appeared in front of him.

He had slammed on the brakes but had eventually knocked into her nonetheless.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Do you know how to drive?"

"Mom, it's all your fault. If you weren't distracting me with your talking, I wouldn't have collided with her. Mom, am I going to jail? Do I have to pay her?"

'An accident?' Karen James suddenly thought of the problem. 'No, my son can't afford to go to jail. If he were to go to jail, his life would be ruined.'

"Finn Taylor, do you know how to drive? Do you know you hit someone?" Karen James got out of the car and pulled her son out of the driver's seat. Then, she glared at him. "Remember. No matter who asks about this, you must say that Finn Taylor was driving."

Weston Shaw was frightened out of his wits. He would do whatever his mother said.

Finn Taylor was rendered speechless by these words. 'Aren't they even going to check on the person they hit at this point in time? How could they be thinking about how to get off the hook? Besides, there are so many cameras around. Do you really think you'll get away with this?'

'Money will solve the problem if that person is only injured, but what if that person is dead? Your son would be a murderer. Do you think he'll be able to stay away from jail?'

Finn Taylor got out of the car, only to see an old lady lying on the ground, unmoving. "Granny, how are you?"

The old lady widened her eyes as she looked at Finn Taylor. "It hurts. I want to go to the hospital."

"Alright. I'll call an ambulance for you." Finn Taylor whipped out his phone and was about to make the call.

However, Karen James snatched the phone. "I must say, Granny. Look, our car didn't even touch you. Don't tell me that you're a fraud!"

Finn Taylor was speechless. 'Your son clearly knocked her down. Don't you think that you're being too shameless by calling her a fraud?'

"A fraud? I'm a teacher and have been in education my whole life. Do you think I'd stage an accident?" The old lady was emotional. Karen James's words had evoked her anger.

She was an educator, but her dignity was being trampled on.

Finn Taylor snatched his phone back and dialed for an ambulance. Then, he squatted back down. "Granny, do you have any family members? Tell me their number, and I'll call them over."

The old lady widened her eyes and took a few more glances at him. Compared to a b*tch like Karen James, Finn Taylor's words warmed her heart.

"I have a daughter." The granny then told him her number, and he made a call.

It was inevitable for him to receive a scolding from the person on the other end of the call.

Finn Taylor had no choice but to bear with it. Then, he eventually gave the old granny's daughter the address they were at.

The old granny looked at Finn Taylor. "Young man, I'm sorry. I know you weren't the one who hit me. My daughter has quite a fiery temper; she must have scolded you."

Finn Taylor shook his head. "That's fine."

Karen James was displeased when she heard that. "What? What do you mean that he wasn't the one who hit you? This is his car. Who else could've hit you if he didn't hit you?"

Finn Taylor rushed up to her. "Can you shut up? I think we all know who the true culprit is. We passed by so many junctions along the way here. I'm sure there were many cameras too. Do you really want others to check on the driver of the car?"

The moment Karen James heard this, she knew that her son wouldn't be able to shirk any responsibility as the driver.

However, she couldn't just take this lying down. "Oh yes, you were the one who was talking to us in the car. That was why my son got distracted while driving. I think you have to bear the responsibility for this case."

Finn Taylor couldn't even be bothered to waste his breath on this b*tch. 'I'd better call Linda James about this situation and see how to handle it. I can't go back now, but I have to let them know.'

Immediately after the call got through, Karen James started shouting into the phone. "Sister, look at what your good son-in-law has done. Not only did he hit someone, but he's even trying to malign my son!"