Invested

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Ivy raised an eyebrow as Vince stepped out of the car, his face contorted as if he were accepting a death sentence with open arms. Vince walked over to Wyatt’s low-profile, high-end Cayenne, which he was driving today. The collision resulted in significant property damage. On the contrary, his Jeep Grand Cherokee was completely unharmed. On the other hand, Vince had no idea how they had collided in the first place. Vince did appear to be the guilty party in this scenario. Usually, this type of dispute could be resolved through the exchange of money, but given the other party’s identity as Wyatt Reed, this would not be easy. Wyatt’s dark eyes glowed as he locked his gaze on Vince. “Should we proceed with the proceedings or settle this privately?” he asked, his voice chilling. Vince pre

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