Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1626

As for the insurance and compensation of the car, Wyatt did nothing more than put on a show. Not to mention how it was not his car, he didn't take the money seriously. It was why once they were allowed to leave after being interrogated, he grabbed a taxi. Indeed, it was a taxi since the two dared not get their family members or car to pick them up at all.

The incident caught Wyatt off guard. Along the way, he held Waverly in his arms and closed his eyes for a rest as he recalled the entire process of the car in his hands.

Except when he had entered the housing agent's office to search for her, he had never left the car. It was unlikely that anyone would manipulate the car, not to mention how the car was parked in a public parking lot with surveillance cameras installed. Besides, the parking place was an open space with the duration of his visit to the office short, so the possibility of the incident coming at him was greatly reduced.

As he was deep in thought, the car had reached home safely. It was only when Wyatt got out of the car that he heaved a sigh of relief.

Entering the house, he went straight into the study. The sensible Waverly said nothing. She went to the kitchen to get something to eat before returning to her room with a plate of fruits. She silently ate apples and felt a lingering fear in her heart.

In the study, he dialed Trevor's number. Before Wyatt could finish his words, the person on the other end of the line blew up.

"Self- burning? Did I hear it wrong? Do you have a grudge against my car? I lent it to you just for a while, but it self-burned? Goodness. My luxury car is worth tens of millions of dollars, not paper. If it's not yours, and you don't care about it, could you not destroy it?"

The key was that Wyatt was shameless enough to make a call and inform him about the destruction of the car before telling him that he had recorded a video so that he could report it to the insurance company. Was his heart not aching? How could Wyatt not offer to compensate him with a new car?

Swirling the goblet in hand, Trevor grumbled in his heart.

After a few words, Wyatt confirmed his guess. Trevor should know nothing, so he immediately changed his tone to explain, "Do you know what's on your car? You almost killed me today!"

"What can I put in my car? Is there a bomb? Don't worry, I've bought a complete insurance package, and you don't need to pay for it!" "Look at what he's saying," Trevor thought, "With such little money, how could he be so stingy?"

His voice grew serious. Wyatt said

"It's even more terrifying than a bomb. I'm not kidding! You've found the white powder under your car seat. Although I didn't open it to identify it carefully, don't tell me that someone was pulling a prank and putting flour under your car seat. The police happened to be conducting a security check on the road! Although the police claimed that it was to maintain public security, they dispatched four police cars and two vans. Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

Trevor jotted up straight as his face revealed subtle changes. "So you got the car burn on its own?"

Did Wyatt use the method to destroy the evidence to save himself?

"No, to be more precise, to protect me!" Trevor came to an instant realization.

Else, the car belonged to him. Even if Trevor took all the blame on himself, he, the owner of the car, would become one of the suspects or an accomplice.

As if to have thought of something, Trevor suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation. That day, he finished his work ahead of schedule, so he went over to Wyatt's place to run into Wyatt robbing him of his car, else...

"Trevor, I think it's necessary to clean up the people and things around you! We haven't got together for a long time. Don't hesitate to request help if you need anything!"

After drying his hair, Wyatt looked up and saw his mobile phone flashing. Without hesitation, he picked up the charging mobile phone and sat in the corner of the sofa, typing a few replies with a frown on his brows.

The chewing of fruit stopped. Waverly held her breath and looked at him with blinking eyes. The incident that day was serious. Without having to think or know too much about it, she could tell just by how he went straight for the study room after entering the house.

Seeing Wyatt's fingers tapping on the sofa with his fingertips for a while, her neck bent forward to lean against the armrest of the sofa. Her lips squirmed. Seeing that he had not returned to the phone for some time, Waverly went over with a fruit tray. Half kneeling on the sofa, Waverly raised her hand and gently pinched his stiff shoulder. She didn't know whether to speak or not, so she didn't say much.

In fact, Wyatt could sense her presence the moment she approached him. The corners of his lips curled up unnoticeably.

Following that, there was another slight vibration. Wyatt slowly opened his eyes, while Waverly retracted her hand. She then picked up a fruit plate beside her and settled down before stuffing a banana into her mouth. Her red lips were tightly pursed as she bit onto a cute fruit fork. On the end of the fork was a cute and silly cat.

Waverly's movements were well-behaved. She was obviously trying to avoid him and did not want to disturb him. With a faint smile, Wyatt unlocked his phone and checked the text. After typing a few words, he placed his phone aside.

She instantly understood that he was waiting for a reply. Seeing that, Waverly wiggled forward with the fruit tray and raised a strawberry to his mouth.

"It's sweet."

Wyatt opened his mouth, his arm raising to pull her over into his embrace.