Cecilia Gu sized up Max Mo from head to toe. Even though he was undeniably handsome, she still felt he had ulterior motives. Maybe she’d gotten accustomed to Charles Yin’s looks lately, and now even good-looking guys didn’t faze her. So she replied, “Why are you asking so many questions just to pay for damages? Just leave the money with the driver and be done with it.”
Max Mo was about to say something, but Cecilia Gu waved her hand and said, "Alright, I’ve got things to do. I’ll keep your business card, but you’re not getting out of paying the repair costs."
Cecilia Gu turned and got back into the car, urging the driver to hurry up and leave.
If she delayed Charles Yin’s business, she’d be in real trouble!
Ugh, today is just unlucky. Must’ve forgotten to pray to the gods!
After Cecilia Gu left, Max Mo stood there dazed, staring at her car for a long, long time.
“Go check that license plate for me,” Max Mo said, his blue eyes narrowing as his commanding aura emerged. “Why does she look exactly like Nora Yun?”
“Yes, Mr. Mo.” The assistant behind him nodded in response.
“Don’t you think that girl looks just like Nora Yun?” Max Mo couldn’t help but ask again.
“In terms of appearance, this lady looks almost identical to Miss Nora Yun. But her aura is completely different,” the assistant answered cautiously.