Chapter 275

"Someone who coughs up that much blood would already be dead." "Did any of you actually see her get hit by the car?" "No." "Me neither. The ramp blocked my view." "I heard the sound, though." "Look—tire marks. Could that noise have just been the car driving into the bushes?" "Seems like it?" "So, that girl wasn't hit at all?" "Uh, were they acting?" "Shh! This is a matter between those rich girls. Best not get involved, or we'll end up in trouble." "Right, right. I didn't see a thing." "Yeah, me neither." … Meanwhile, Scarlett was at the wheel, focused and quiet. Beside her, Stacy was in stitches—laughing so hard, she wiped at her eyes between gasps for breath. "That was too satisfying! Did you see Lily's face when she saw you lying in a pool of blood? She went completely pale! She really thought I killed you. You totally called it. You said she'd believe it, and she really did. She didn't even come close to check on you—she just freaked out and ran." Scarlett smirked.