Hide Your Identities Or Inherit Millions

Chapter 18: Little Girl, You've Got Guts

"You're spouting nonsense!"

"There's a police station not far from here. They can arrive in five minutes," Elizabeth looked at her phone and she looked indifferent, "Four minutes left."

Upon hearing this, Eric dropped the rock, "Damn it, you're tough!"

Instantly, the crowd scattered, running off at full speed.

They definitely didn't want to take a day tour to the jail over something so trivial.

Elizabeth pocketed her phone, adjusted her hat, and her eyes began to look dazed again. After a moment, she sighed.

She took out her phone again and sent the photo she had taken earlier to the person on the other end.

A few seconds later, her phone rang.

The person on the other end asked, "Who's in the photo?"

Elizabeth spoke calmly, "Bad people."

The other person paused, and then he exploded, "What the hell! Someone dares to lay a hand on you in Metro City, no, in this country? Have they lost their minds?"

Elizabeth nodded her little head, "They need a lesson."

The other person quickly agreed, "Absolutely! I'll make sure they pay."

"No."

Elizabeth advised, "We have to obey the law and act according to the rules. We should be good citizens and call the police when something happens."

"I was just saying. They will definitely be taught a lesson."

Elizabeth squinted, "OK."

"You've only been independent for a short time and already you're running into this kind of trouble. The outside world is too dangerous. You'd better come back."

Elizabeth frowned, "I haven't learned how to be a person yet, so I'm not coming back."

The other person was silent.

What's so good about being a person? Isn't it better to be immortal?

Elizabeth didn't want to elaborate, "If there's nothing else, let's not contact each other."

With that, she hung up the phone. Just then, a horn sounded behind her. Elizabeth turned around to look.

A luxurious car pulled up in front of her, and the window was rolled down slowly, revealing an irresistibly handsome face.

Staring at the face, Elizabeth was stunned for a moment.

Alexander rested his hand on the window frame, his black shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal his slender forearms. His peach blossom eyes appeared to be both smiling and not, "Little girl, you've got guts, taking care of a bunch of hooligans all by yourself."

"I called the police," Elizabeth replied honestly.

Sunlight fell on Elizabeth's fair face, somewhat glaring. Alexander squinted his eyes and let out a soft laugh, "Well done."

He didn't see any fear on her face, which was a bit surprising.

Do kids from the countryside always have this much courage?

Alexander looked at Elizabeth, "Not having a good time with the Wilson family?"

Elizabeth thought of Sir and Lady Wilson and shook her head, "It's fine."

Alexander asked sarcastically, "Fine? This is a wealthy area, and suddenly people appear wanting to stop you. Don't you wonder why?"

He had almost forgotten about Elizabeth, but seeing her looking so dazed and clueless, he felt oddly intrigued.

Samuel White, who was acting as the driver, raised an eyebrow in surprise upon hearing this.

He was surprised that Alexander would meddle in other people's affairs.

Elizabeth let out a light sigh, "Are you always this nosy?"

She was emotionally indifferent, not foolish with money to burn. Whoever wanted to mess with her didn't matter to her.

At the end of the day, she didn't feel much of a sense of belonging or affection for the Wilson family, which was why she was so indifferent.

Samuel thought to himself, if it were any other woman, they couldn't even hope for a glance from his boss.

He surreptitiously observed Elizabeth.

The young girl's expression was quite indifferent; even when faced with a stunningly handsome man, she remained unresponsive.

He began to understand a bit. Could this be what they call the "Dominant CEO and Reverse Psychology"?

Alexander chuckled, "Where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Since Elizabeth had made him laugh, he didn't mind giving her a ride.

Elizabeth looked up at the sun, thought for two seconds, and then walked over to open the car door. After all, this wasn't the first time Alexander had given her a ride.

Not far away, Jack frowned. Did he just see Elizabeth getting into a luxury car?