“If it hadn’t been for your little thrill-seeking street racing back then, his car wouldn’t have nearly been hit—”
Daniel stopped himself, clenching his jaw, realizing he had said too much. He remembered how I had begged him never to let Emily Carter know how I really died.
“Go on, say it! Keep spinning lies for him, is that it?”
Daniel ignored her and helped Mrs. Brooks inside to rest.
“Did I say you could leave?”
Emily blocked their path, smiling cruelly.
Daniel gritted his teeth. “What do you want?”
“It’s not about what I want. It’s about what Ethan owes me. He thought he could just walk away without paying?”
“It’s only fifty thousand. I’ll give you a hundred thousand instead.”
“Your money doesn’t count. I want Ethan himself to pay me back.”
Daniel’s face burned red with rage.
“He can’t come. Stop pushing this too far!”
But those words enraged Emily even more. She couldn’t accept it. To her, it only meant she hadn’t been ruthless enough yet.
“Fine. I’ll burn down his house and see if that brings him out.”
“You’re insane!” Daniel shouted. “If you burn his home, my mom will collapse from the shock—she’s Ethan’s only family left. You can’t do this!”