Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 849

The crowd around the accident scene kept growing, and for the two women involved, it was their first time dealing with a traffic mishap without their partners by their side. Naturally, their first instinct was to call the police.

One of the women was about to confront Mia when she noticed Mia had a man pinned against the car, pressing down on his temple, making it impossible for him to get up. Just then, Molly stepped in to defend her sister. "Touch her, and I'm hitting the deck right here. And don't forget, I'm not alone; I've got a kid with me!"

Dealing with unreasonable people by being unreasonable left them with no options. Molly had learned from Jack's mother that you handle people according to their behavior. And it worked every time.

Witnessing Molly's no-nonsense attitude left the woman speechless. Meanwhile, the baby, caught up in the excitement, started clapping his little hands energetically in his aunt's arms, his small feet kicking with glee. If he knew more words, he’d be babbling right now. "Mommy, Mama, moo~" he said, reaching out for Mia, eager to be held by his mom.

Before long, a police car arrived. Mia released the man, whose face was flushed from the heat. She walked over to her son, Henry, who snuggled into her arms with a little wiggle. Hugging his mom tightly, Henry showered her with kisses, smothering her face and nose.

Mia pursed her lips, trying to cope with her son’s slobbery affection. Because of him, she had stopped wearing makeup and using skincare products, wary of his curious little mouth exploring her face.

Once the police showed up, they quickly noted it was just a minor rear-end collision. The officer instructed, "Move the cars to the side; don’t block the road."

The woman protested, "No way. We need to preserve the scene. If we move and she bolts, what then?"

Molly rolled her eyes and handed her car keys to the police officer, then led Mia to a shaded spot under a small tree on the roadside. The man grudgingly gave up his keys only after the officer insisted, finally clearing the road.

Henry watched the officers with wide, curious eyes, feeling safe next to his mom. "Mmm~ Mommy ah ah ah bah ah bah dad~" he babbled as both parties moved to the roadside.

Mia glanced in the direction Saul had gone, realizing it was too late to catch up with him. Under the blazing sun, with scant shade from the tree, Henry's tender skin quickly reddened. It was midday, his usual nap time, and the sudden wakefulness from the commotion made him cranky. He began to fuss and cry, resting on his mom’s shoulder.

Molly was busy explaining the situation to the police, while the man was defensive, contradicting her account. "She's full of it! She's framing me. I was just overtaking, and she crashed into me on purpose. I’m not settling through insurance; she owes me in full."

Hearing her nephew’s cries, Molly, already frustrated with the situation and the insults, snapped, "Didn’t your mother teach you any manners? The officer said to speak one at a time. Or were you born with a defect that makes you hard of hearing?!"

The man's face turned red with anger, as if ready to brawl. "Say one more word."

Molly shot back, "You’re not worth my spit."

"You..."

The officer stepped in, reminding everyone to keep it civil. Molly countered, "Was he being polite?"

Just as she was about to continue her explanation, the man blurted out, "Young people today, no respect, always with the insults. Is that what schools teach now? Or maybe no school would take someone like you. That fancy car, which man got it for you?"