"Oh, it's my nephew, what a coincidence."
Freya crossed her arms, a smirk playing on her lips. "So, are we resolving this privately or should I call the cops?"
"Let's call the cops, call the cops!"
Ethan glanced at her, noticing she was still holding her phone, obviously on a call while driving.
Despite his speeding, it was Freya who illegally changed lanes.
If she called the police, he'd make sure she paid dearly for it.
"Alright, let's involve the police then."
Ethan didn't hesitate, immediately dialing the number.
Soon, the traffic police arrived.
After assessing the situation, they determined that Freya was at fault for changing lanes and colliding with another vehicle.
Freya pursed her lips, casting a glance at Ethan's car.
"Officer, I have a question for you. Which offense
