Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
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?" Molly chuckled, "There's no shortage of jerks in this world, and you're one of them. Jealous of my car? It's nothing special; you'll never afford one in your lifetime."

Mia, with her fussy little one, paced back and forth, occasionally glancing over at Molly. The roadside dispute ended up taking them to the police station.

After gathering their belongings from the car and preparing to head to the traffic police department, the man, still feeling the sting from Mia pinning him earlier, declared, "No, she assaulted me. I want to file a report and wait for detectives to handle this." Mia, juggling her crying baby, stayed silent.

Henry, noticing his mom being pointed at, cried louder, his little hands flailing as if to reach the man. The heat was making him uncomfortable, and even the fan's breeze felt warm.

Molly slapped the man's arm, "What are you pointing at? Aren't you ashamed? If anyone should call the police, it's for your assault on us."

"My face is burnt; I need a medical check-up. I might even need to be hospitalized."

Seeing her baby sweating and crying, Mia turned to Molly, "Let's just go. The sun's too harsh, and Henry's uncomfortable." Molly quickly followed.

Because of the altercation, the traffic police took them directly to a familiar department compound.

As they got out of the car, the sisters exchanged looks, "Hmm... Mia, why don't you go check if Chad's around next door?" Mia replied, "But if I do, won't that expose us anyway?"

Molly glanced back, "Mia, your eyesight's better. Can you see if Chad's car is here?"

Mia checked the license plates but saw no sign of Chad's car, letting Molly breathe a sigh of relief.

The couple from the other car was already inside the police station with the traffic officer. As they entered, the man announced, "I want to file a complaint." An officer, looking at the traffic officer, asked, "What's going on?"

The man complained about being hit, pointing to the red mark on his cheek.

Finding his explanation lacking, the traffic officer summarized, "It was a rear-end collision. They couldn't settle it privately and ended up in a scuffle. He claims he was hit by two young women."

The man felt the officer's words didn't capture the full story. "It wasn't both who hit me, and they weren't just young women. One insulted me, the other hit me. They're not good women. Young, with a kid, and driving a luxury car-what kind of people are they? At their age, they should be in school."

The officer motioned for him to sit, "Wait while we get the full story. Have those two arrived?"

The traffic officer glanced back at the sisters still in their car.

Another officer came over, "Ladies, come on out. We're here. If you're in the right, the police will see to it."