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In my previous life, she read a novel where the heroine accidentally damaged the CEO's Maybach and, unable to cover the several hundred thousand dollars in repair costs, had to agree to his marriage proposal.

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After marriage, the CEO fell for the heroine, who was active, kind, and pure. The two of them went through many trials and tribulations before eventually getting together.

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My friend, influenced by the novel, decided to replicate the heroine's actions and smashed a Maybach parked on the street.

Based on her extensive reading experience, she thought that once the CEO saw her, he would easily fall in love with her.

But contrary to her expectations, the CEO didn't fall for her.

Instead, he sued her.

It just so happened that the car she smashed belonged to my boss.

After being sued, she thought it was her chance.

She went straight to the CEO, started taking off her clothes, and said, "I don't have any money. I'll just give myself to you."

The CEO wasn't interested and threw her out.

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Unable to pay the debt, she became a defaulter.

She was not disheartened, though. She asked me about the CEO's preferences and requested that I drug him.

I was amused by her.

I was not crazy and would never do such illegal things.

Her scheme failed.

The CEO eventually married his childhood sweetheart.

Devastated by her shattered dream of marrying into a wealthy family, she blamed me for ruining her happiness and ran me over on my way to work.

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When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day when she had smashed the CEO's Maybach in anger.

I witnessed the whole thing.

I saw Amira Harrington grab a baseball bat and, with two loud bangs, dent the car's body.

She looked satisfied with the result.

Thinking it wasn't enough, she hit the car a few more times.

After confirming the surveillance cameras had captured her damaging the car, she clapped her hands in triumph and left.

That night, she dreamed of the CEO coming to her with a marriage proposal, taking her to his vast mansion, throwing her onto his enormous bed, and making love to her, and that she lived a life of luxury as a wealthy young lady.

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The next day, the doorbell rang, waking her from her dream.

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But it wasn't the CEO waiting for her. It was the police with handcuffs.

At the police station, she arrogantly declared, "I smashed my future husband's car. What right do you have to arrest me?"

The police were taken aback, thinking it was a lover's spat involving a luxury car.

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They thought to themselves that rich people were so extravagant, smashing a Maybach like it was nothing.

Then the lawyer arrived, and everyone's attitude towards her changed.

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Although she appeared crazy, the lawyer didn't let her off.

She was sued!

When she called me, she was laughing so hard she could barely stand. She even said confidently, "I'm not afraid of his lawsuit. Just wait and see how I win him over."

The next day, I saw Amira in my boss's office.

The door was slightly ajar.

A crowd of colleagues had gathered to watch the show.

When Rachael Petty saw me, she pulled me over and said, "Helen, come over. There's a crazy woman here. She is hilarious!"

Having worked in the CEO's office for so many years, it was the first time I had seen something straight out of a novel. No wonder everyone was so excited.

I heard Amira's self-righteous voice from inside. "Ethan Carter, how can you do this to me? I did smash your car, but I apologized just now. What else do you want?

"How could you let the lawyer sue me? Is your heart made of stone?

"Besides, you are not innocent in this matter. Why did you park your car on the street? If you hadn't parked your car there, I wouldn't have smashed it.

"Anyway, I don't have money, so I'll just give myself to you as compensation."

Then rustling sounds came from inside.

My colleagues were thrilled. "Oh my god, she's really taking off her clothes. She is crazy."

As we enjoyed the show, our boss's angry voice rang out.

"Where is everyone? Call security now!"

The assistant to the CEO was startled and quickly ran to his desk to call security.

Then Amira sobbed, "Ethan, I know I owe you money, but how can you humiliate me like this? You're just a rich guy. What's so impressive about that?"

My boss was furious and said, "It's quite impressive. My wealth attracts lunatics like you, doesn't it?

"I don't know how you got in here, but you have two choices: put your clothes back on and leave, or I'll have security escort you out."

I could imagine how dark Amira's expression was right now.

She stubbornly replied, "You've misunderstood. I came here to explain. I can't afford the repair costs, but I can offer myself to you until the debt is cleared."

Good heavens!

That was 30 thousand dollars.

Even if she earned 10 thousand a month, it would take 30 months to pay it off without spending a dime.

My boss, being smart, saw through her intentions immediately.

He coldly replied, "I told you, discuss it with my lawyer!"

Amira wanted to say something else, but the security guards arrived and dragged her out, her clothes disheveled, just before my boss lost his temper.

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She clung to the door frame with both hands, unwilling to give up, and shouted, "Ethan, you can't do this to me. You'll regret it."

As soon as she was out, my colleagues hurried back to their seats, but their eyes kept darting towards her.

Afraid she'd recognize me, I lowered my head.

But to my disappointment, although she was not very smart, her eyes were quite sharp.

When she saw me, she was overjoyed and said loudly, "Helen, tell them to let me go. I have more to say."

Terrified, I buried my head even deeper.

Seeing I ignored her, Amira cursed angrily, "Helen Sanford, how can you not help me? How can you be so heartless? Helen..."

She kept yelling as she was dragged away by the security guards.

After she left, my colleagues surrounded me. Someone asked, "You know her?"

I shook my head vigorously. "How could I know such a crazy woman?"

I'd never admit knowing her. It was too embarrassing!