Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 712: He knew nothing of Linsey's past with Collin. Gorman had simply connected him with the job through a friend in Grester.

The driver figured they must be related. And if that was the case, maybe he wouldn't have to pay for the damage after all.

"Sir, I…" He started to speak, ready to mention Linsey.

But just then, Caylee stepped out of the passenger seat and pulled him aside. "Is there a problem that's hard to solve?" She stepped in front of Collin, blocking his view completely.

With a calm smile, she said, "I'm so sorry. Our driver wasn't careful and caused you trouble. Please forgive us." She pulled out her phone. "I'll pay you directly."

Collin's subordinate stayed quiet, waiting for his boss to speak. After a pause, Collin said, "You got out from the passenger seat. Is someone else inside? May I speak with your boss?"

Caylee felt a chill run through her. She hadn't expected him to be this persistent.

Recalling Linsey's instructions, she forced a polite smile and replied, "You must be mistaken, sir. There's just two of us in the car."

The driver quickly caught on. Linsey must have told her to say that.

He jumped in, nodding. "Yes, just the two of us."

After a beat, he added, "How much do you want for compensation? Just name it. I'll take full responsibility. The accident was my fault."

Collin stared closely at Caylee and the driver.

He couldn't say for sure if the person in the back seat was Linsey, but he was certain-someone was back there. What puzzled him was why they were lying.

He knew he had no right to pry or question who was inside. But their odd behavior made it hard to let it go.

Something wasn't adding up.

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A thought crept in-maybe the person in the back seat knew him.

If so, why were they hiding?

Collin said nothing for a moment, then calmly pulled out his phone. "Let's call the police. They're the ones who can properly decide who's at fault here."

Caylee's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't expected things to go this far.

She took a breath, trying to stay composed. "Sir, we're more than willing to pay for the damage. There's really no need to involve the police. We have other things to handle and not much time."

Collin smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Since you admit fault, then just do me a small favor. I'd like to speak with your boss. That's not asking much, is it? If they don't want to come out, I can talk to them through the window."

With that, he brushed past both Caylee and the driver, heading straight for the back seat.

Caylee's heart jumped. She quickly stepped forward, her voice tight with panic. "Sir, please, you-"

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