Meanwhile, Michael sat heavily in the car, distracted. He leaned back, rubbing his forehead.

Suddenly, his phone rang loudly. It was Dave calling.

Michael answered the call, hearing Dave’s cold voice. “We’ve found the driver behind the crash.”

Michael’s expression hardened. He sat up straight and asked firmly, “Where is he? I need to see him myself.”

Meanwhile, Bianca had taken a few days off to focus on learning about starting a business.

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