A loud gasp slipped Ivanka's throat. Due to the shock of it, she had bounced on her seat and would've hit her head badly on the steering, if it wasn't for her seat belt.
What?
Her forehead crinkled as she looked out the window to see what in God's name had happened. Out there, she saw the car she had bashed, as well as the commotion it was causing.
Good Lord! It was a ferrari! How had she been so careless?
Suddenly, it struck her. Had she really been the careless one? From what she could remember, she had been on her lane and....
What was she thinking? Why would a ferrari owner want his car bashed by her?
As quickly as she could, she parked her car by the side of the road and hurried down.
"Careless girl!" A woman driving by in her own car glowered at her.
It was all Ivanka could d
