After a loud crash echoed, my little sister, Estel Gage, rushed out immediately. She ran to the person lying on the ground and shouted urgently, “Forget about the car for now. Call 911!”
With her impeccably made-up face, Estel began performing CPR on the person without hesitation, even resorting to mouth-to-mouth resuscitation without concern for hygiene.
Blood stained her beautiful clothes, and anyone who saw the scene would have praised her selflessness.
When the ambulance arrived, reporters followed. Estel erupted in anger when she was faced with the cameras. “Do you people even have a conscience? Is this the time for interviews? Saving lives is more important!”
She then turned to the medical staff, anxiously explaining the timing of the CPR and pleading with them. “Doctor, you have to save her! She’s so beautiful. It would be such a waste if she didn’t make it.”
The doctor was moved by her plea and reassured her. “Don’t worry. We’ll do our best. Do you know her family?”
Estel shook her head. “I’m just a passerby, but I can go with you and cover her medical expenses.”
The doctor commended her sense of responsibility and urged her to get in the ambulance. As Estel turned away, she discreetly slipped the injured person’s phone into her pocket.
I watched the ambulance leave and waited for about half an hour before a luxury car pulled up at the intersection.
A man in a gray suit got out. His face was familiar. It was Simon Dawson, Julian Stewart’s assistant. He surveyed the scene and began speaking with the police about what had happened.
I pulled out my phone and sent a message to Estel. “Essie, I saw you on TV. What did you do?”
She replied quickly. “None of your business.”
Seeing those four words, I smirked. Estel had read too many CEO romance novels and believed all wealthy CEOs were fools.
After a chance encounter with Julian, where he casually remarked, “You remind me of my wife when she was younger,” she started fantasizing about marrying into a wealthy family.
In my past life, I tried tirelessly to advise her against it, but it ended in disaster. This time, the first thing I did was distance myself to avoid being implicated when Julian inevitably retaliated against her.
