Love Unbreakable

All of a sudden, the tire of Raegan's car blew out. Right away, the front of the car began sliding.

Raegan was startled. She suddenly thought of what Mitchel had told her during her driver's tests and tried to stay calm.

Hitting the brakes hard could cause the car to overturn.

Raegan held the steering wheel firmly and gently pressed the brake. The car was brought to a stop in less than three minutes.

Raegan was still rattled after the car stopped. Her car was equipped with run-flat tires, which were not supposed to burst unexpectedly.

Raegan took a deep breath and stepped out to check the car. The street she had just driven on had a manhole cover sticking out, with sharp nails all around it. It seemed like a trap had been set on purpose. Who would do something like that? Fortunately, Raegan was relatively calm. A less

experienced driver might have ended up rolling the car.

Just then, a lady in her sixties approached Raegan, exclaiming, "Oh dear, what happened? Did your tire burst?" Raegan just nodded.

The lady quickly suggested, "You're quite lucky! My son has been a mechanic for years. How about | get him to change your tire?" Raegan found the lady's offer too enthusiastic and politely refused, "No, thanks." Raegan planned to call for a tow truck and possibly get a replacement vehicle. But time was tight.

The lady lingered close by, chattering away about swapping the tire for Raegan.

Raegan firmly declined and moved away to phone for help.

‘When she finished the call and looked back, her car was already lifted on a jack. A dirty man in his thirties was replacing the tire.

Raegan came over with a serious expression, asking, "What are you doing?" The lady responded with a smile, "No need to worry. We're just helping you with the tire change." Raegan's expression turned to a scowl. "I didn't give you permission to do that." The lady laughed lightly. "You say you didn't ask, but we couldn't have proceeded without your approval, right?" Raegan was at a loss for words. She had explicitly declined their help.

Nevertheless, the man finished the job swiftly.

The lady quickly said, "There you go. It's all set. Your car is lovely, and we've fitted a top-notch tire, typically priced over ten thousand. But for you, just nine thousand eight hundred." Raegan glanced at the tire, clearly cheap and probably not even worth a hundred. And they were asking for nine thousand eight hundred! This was obviously a scam! She said, "I don't need it. Please take it off."

The lady's attitude shifted immediately, and she said arrogantly, "We've already put it on. If we remove it now, it'll be considered used. Then who would buy it?" Raegan stood her ground. "I never requested this service.

‘You went ahead without my consent." The lady was relentless, replying, "Wow, you look great behind the wheel of this fancy car. Is it really worth bargaining over this small amount? Fine! Let me make it easier for you. Eight thousand eight hundred. How does that sound?" The lady had her scheme all figured out. She acquired the cheap tires for merely eighty dollars. It was shoddy and wouldn't last. She and her son roamed from place to place, avoiding any complains once the tire wore out.

Persisting, the lady said, "Come on, be sensible. The job's done. Even if the police get involved, you'll end up paying.

Why add to the hassle? Look at my son! He did all this work for you."

While talking, the lady nudged her son closer to Raegan.

Her son, tall and muscular, stood over Raegan like a tower.

The lady subtly showed a QR code, whispering, "My son's a simple fellow. Please don't upset him. You seem a busy person. Just pay and move on." It seemed like helpful words, but it was all about threats and intimidation.

Raegan asked coolly, "What if | choose not to pay?" "Not to pay?" The lady's friendly facade disappeared, her voice becoming stern, "Well, if you don't pay, | can't be responsible for what my simple son might do..." The tall man moved closer as instructed, his presence overwhelmingly clear. Saliva escaping his mouth, he muttered,

"Pretty woman..." He extended his hand, trying to grope Raegan.

Raegan quickly dodged, evading his reach. In the ‘commotion, her phone fell and the man picked it up immediately.

The lady acted swiftly, jumping into Raegan's car and grabbing the keys. She said boldly, "If you don't pay, you're not going anywhere today." The man repeated his mumbling, "Pretty woman..." Raegan approached the lady, attempting to get her car keys back.

But the lady reacted instantly, positioning herself in front of Raegan's vehicle, crying out and rolling on the ground.

"She's hitting me! She's hitting me! She's going to kill me..." Raegan was dumbfounded. Their performance was flawless, executed with ease. It dawned on Raegan that these two were professional scammers.

The surroundings were remote, without any shops or houses around, let alone security cameras. It made sense why they chose this location.

Raegan calmly suggested, "I don't have cash with me, and my card isn't working. Could | call someone to bring the money over to you?" The lady looked doubtful. "You're not playing a trick on me, right?" "No, of course not. | don't own this fancy car. It was rented.

I like to seem richer than | am, and | wouldn't want anyone to find out | burst its tire. You arrived just in time," Raegan assured the lady, with a show of earnestness.

The lady then said, "Ah, my leg is injured from that fall.

Merely paying for the tire isn't enough!" "How much are you asking for?" Raegan asked.

The lady's expression changed slightly. "I'd need something like twenty to thirty thousand for my recovery!" And that was on top of the eight thousand eight hundred for that cheap tire. What a bold request! Raegan's mind racked, knowing scammers were naturally distrustful. "I really can't afford that much,” Raegan responded with sincerity. "Asking for so much just isn't reasonable. Let's settle on a realistic amount.” Watching Raegan negotiate, the lady figured Raegan might be gullible and said, "Okay, eighteen thousand, no less." "What about fifteen thousand?" Raegan countered.

The lady, believing Raegan was genuinely engaging in the negotiation, relaxed her suspicion and agreed, "Okay, that works."

The lady then passed her own phone to Raegan to make a call.

Raegan dialed and said, "Amber, can you bring me some cash?" Once the address was delivered by Raegan, the lady felt her schemes had made it, grinning Raegan said to the lady, "Don't worry. Amber is close by.

She'll arrive in no more than twenty minutes." The lady couldn't hide her happiness.

Meanwhile, the man kept leering at Raegan, his drooling gaze unnerving.

When the timing seemed right, Raegan pretended to remember something and exclaimed, "Oh! | just remembered. | have three thousand in cash in the car. Let me grab that for you." The lady, thrilled at the mention of money, encouraged, "Okay, dear, go grab it."

The lady then returned the car keys to Raegan.

With calmness, Raegan unlocked the car door and got inside. The lady watched eagerly as Raegan appeared to search the glove box, only to see Raegan quickly shut the door and lock it from the inside.

The lady's face contorted with anger and tried to pull the door open, but it wouldn't move. Muffled by the car's windows, she cursed at the maximum of her lungs.

The car had great soundproofing. Raegan could only catch the angry words through lip-reading.

In a burst of anger, the man picked up a rock and threw it at Raegan's car!