Recalling what she had witnessed, Karina stifled her sadness.

"I don't have a boyfriend.”

"Oh? Three years have passed, and you're still single. Haven't you charmed any other men since then?”

Karina found herself at a loss for words.

Why did he always touch her sore spots?

She wasn't that kind of woman!

"Enough. Do you want compensation or not?” Karina snapped.

A faint smile graced Barlow's lips.

"Crybaby, you're treating your savior rather poorly, aren't you?"

Karina yelled, "Don't call me a crybaby!"

“What should | call you, then? You didn't tell me your name." Barlow's eyes twinkled.

Back then, they didn't expect them to meet again. So they didn't tell each other their names.

“My name is Karina Glyn. Just tell me how much you want,” Karina said with hesitation.

"| just bought the car. How about this? You pay me twenty thousand,” Barlow suggested, eyeing his damaged vehicle.

Twenty thousand!

"Are you kidding? It's just a small dent!" Karina exclaimed.

"You've got to be joking!”

She had invested all her money and was now penniless.

"Do you know what kind of car this is? If we hadn't shared a near-death experience, the price would be higher," Barlow said, still smiling.

Seeing her mortified expression, he offered, "What? You don't have enough money? You can pay on credit.”

Karina's eyes sparkled.

"Really? Are you sure?"