Early the next morning at the breakfast table at The Rouco Family.
Paula Rouco bit into her toast and said, “That, Dad, I didn’t come back with your 911 last night, it’s still parked in the open parking lot of the Oasis building.”
Next to her, Lucio Rouco asked, “How did you get back last night?”.
“I had champagne at a charity dinner and couldn’t drive, Susana gave me a ride back.”
Lucio Rouco is astonished, “Doesn’t that bastard Susana drink at charity dinners?”.
Paula Rouco looked at her lita and drank her milk with an “mmm”.
Lucio Rouco has always been skeptical.
Adam Rouco said, “Well then, Lucio, later you take your sister to Casa Oasis and then Paulita will bring you the car.”
Paula Rouco nodded, “Okay, Dad.”
After breakfast, the two siblings headed to Oasis House.
When they reached the open parking lot, Lucio Rouco looked at the cars and said, “Hermana, where the hell did you park?”
Paula Rouco scratched her hair and said, “It was dark last night and I pulled into a random parking lot and I don’t remember.”
“So many cars, I tell you women drivers, you don’t remember the parking spaces and you cut off a lot when you back up. Dad took that 911 and drove it for nothing.”
Paula Rouco looked carefully for the car and, before long, spotted the red Porsche 911.
“That’s it.”
The two men approached and Lucio Rouco’s heart broke as he saw the obvious gash in the front of the 911.
“Shit, which one of you is rubbing up against me?”
Paula Rouco frowned, “That’s weird, yesterday I asked someone to back my car up and it didn’t rub. How did this happen?”
Lucio Rouco touched the scuff marks and obvious crash marks on the front of the car and looked up to see a contact form taped to the window.
A name plus a string of cell phone numbers.
“It should have been left by the owner of the car that caused the accident.”
Lucio Rouco immediately pulled out his cell phone and called the other party, who soon answered.
It was a man’s voice: “Hello, hello”.
Lucio Rouco hands the phone to Paula Rouco, gesturing for her to take it.
Paula Rouco took the phone and said, “Hello, I am the owner of car number XXXXXX, I found my car scratched and you left your contact details on my window.”
Salvino said, “Oh yes, sorry Miss, I accidentally hit your car last night when I was parking it, let’s see when you are free, let’s make an appointment to discuss the damage to the car to identify the claim.”
“Yes, I will be free this afternoon.”
“Okay, this afternoon then. I’ll send the address to the lady.”
…
Salvino hung up the phone and said to Severo Laris, who was sitting in his office chair, “Boss, the lady said she would be available this afternoon.”
Severo Laris lifted his chin slightly, “Text her and meet me at 4S on Moon Lake Road.”
“Chief, you have an important trip this afternoon with …”
“Push.”
Salvino froze and seemed to understand what was going on. The boss, who was not approaching the women, was approaching them?
He remembered the look of the woman who owned the car the night before, she was certainly very pretty and young, but over the years, there had been many beautiful women who had fallen in love with the boss, and he had never seen him look at those women.
Was last night’s, was it love at first sight for the boss?
However, the woman who owned the car the night before always looked familiar to Salvino, but for a while he couldn’t remember where he had seen her before.
Salvino didn’t dare ask, he just guessed, “Yes, I’ll get right on it.”
…
In the evening, Paula Rouco had dinner at home and set out for the 4S store on Moon Lake Road.
Lucio Rouco, fresh from summer break from college and with nothing to do at home, asked, “Sister, do you want me to come with you?”
“No, I can handle it alone.”
“Then you don’t want to get cheated on the other side, Porsches are expensive to repair, you don’t want to get cheated.”
Paula Rouco would put on her sneakers at the shoe locker, “I didn’t have daddy have insurance, he just went straight to the claim.”
“Also. Drive carefully on the road, you don’t want to scratch and scrape again.”
“Got it.”
Paula Rouco dressed casually and tied her long, thick, slightly curly hair, which cascaded over her shoulders, into a casual ponytail.
The Holy City was a scorching hot place in the middle of summer.
Paula Rouco navigated well and drove the crashed 911 to the Porsche 4S shop on Moon Lake Road.
…
As Severo Laris approached the 4S store on Moon Lake Road, before even getting out of the car, he saw a red 911 in front of the door and the girl standing next to the car, fiddling with her cell phone.
She was dressed casually, a white graffiti t-shirt, a pair of denim super shorts, the chin of the t-shirt tucked casually into the corner around the waist, a pair of Converse sneakers on her feet, a pair of long white even skinny legs exposed, a handful of pigtails tied high.
She doesn’t look like a twenty-five year old, no different than she did seven years ago.
The whole lot, white and shiny.
Very pure, very delicate.
Severo Laris was about to open the car door when the phone rang.
This cell phone he’s holding is Salvino’s.
Severo Laris sat in his car, looking at the girl standing lazily not far away, and picked up the phone, “Hello.”
“Hello, is this Mr. Han? He contacted me to come to Moon Lake Road to repair my car, I’m already here, how long will it take to get here please? Oh, I’ll be waiting for you right in front of this 4S store, you’ll see me as soon as you arrive.”
“I’m here.”
Paula Rouco startled slightly at the sound of the other man’s deep voice and, before she could react, she saw a black Bentley open its door next to her.
The owner of the car, who got out of it, was none other than Severo Laris.
“…”
Paula Rouco relented as the man walked up with his long legs and stood in front of her.
“Severo Laris, are you playing with me, are you doing this on purpose?”
Severo Laris was calm, raising an eyebrow to show her the bump and cut on the front of the black Bentley. “I’m not kidding about high-end luxury cars or money, you should understand.”
Seeing him so serious, Paula Rouco was convinced.
After all, Severo Laris started with nothing and is not the type of person to waste money.
Paula Rouco said, “In that case, have someone come to see him and make a claim.”
She turned once and, as she was close, her hair, at the end of her ponytail, ran down his neck, tickling him lightly.
Severo Laris looked at her full of impatience and could not help twisting his lips.
After seven years of absence, he seemed to have become more temperamental.
The 4S specialist came out and took a look at the damage to the two cars and said, “The cuts are a bit serious, it could cost between 20. 000 and 30. 000.”
Paula Rouco said, “Yes, go get the claim.”
The technician said, “But it will take a good hour to paint and repair and all that. You can come pick it up tomorrow, or leave it here and go for a walk and come back for it.”
Severo Laris said, “I need the car urgently, I’ll pick it up today.”
Paula Rouco has only taken this car, so if you go home now, you will have to take a cab back.
He asked, “And about how long, please?”
The technology said, “It’s probably about three hours.”
Three hours, it would take an hour to take a cab home, an hour at home and another hour on the way back to pick up the car, so it was not cost effective to go home.
“All right then, Master, please hurry, I’ll wait here.”
“Okay, I’ll tell them to take the car and fix it.”
Paula Rouco is sitting dryly in the lounge area next door, her phone is running out of battery again and she wanted to play with it for a while, but now she can only watch.
Severo Laris suddenly took the floor and said, “If you’re tired of being tired, why don’t you go to my place and watch Costillas? It’s been a long time since you’ve seen it.”