Chapter 3

"Brianna, please move the car! Lily is in danger right now!"

Brianna grinned, shaking her head.

I anxiously reached out to pull her, but she suddenly rolled the window back up.

My hand was caught, and a scream of pain ripped from my throat.

Brianna, with a malicious smirk, said, "What are you doing? Trying to stage an accident?"

By now, other drivers were watching the spectacle.

Some started speaking up for me.

"There's a patient in the car behind you! Move it!"

"Seriously, you're putting someone's life at risk!"

Brianna suddenly flung open her car door. I lost my balance, stumbled, and fell.

She savored the sight of my humiliation, a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

"Everyone, it's not that I don't want to move, but this man's daughter is perfectly fine."

"His daughter just has a common cold. He's making such a big fuss just to compete with his brother-in-law, using little girl as an excuse."

Brianna's words hung in the air, and the gazes directed at me were filled with disdain.

I couldn't bother to explain. I tried to pull her, to make her see for herself.

She pushed me away with surprising force.

"Gross! Don't touch me. I don't know why Serena ever married a jealous man like you, jealous even of her own brother!"

"No! Lily really is having an allergic reaction! If you don't believe me, go look!"

I couldn't even get up. I just lay there on the ground, pleading with her.

Then, my driver came over.

"Ma'am, please move your car! That child looks really unwell, her face is as white as a sheet!"

Brianna first frowned, then smiled knowingly.

"Wow, I really underestimated you. You even hired someone to act with you."

I looked at Brianna's unyielding, maliciously speculative face, filled with a mixture of desperate urgency and furious anger.

"Brianna, this is a matter of life and death! How can you be so cold-blooded? This is a living, breathing child! Aren't you afraid of karma?"

Most people, after hearing Brianna, still looked at me and the driver with suspicion.

Some even started agreeing with Brianna, accusing me of wasting public resources.

"People nowadays, making up drama with their daughters over trivial conflicts. Truly disgusting."

"Exactly, it's outrageous."

Faced with these baseless accusations, my heart was burning with anxiety, yet I was utterly unable to defend myself.

Lily was in critical condition in the car. Every second of delay could mean her life.

And yet, here I was, trapped in this ridiculous argument with Brianna.

The driver anxiously told Brianna, "Ma'am, you've really misunderstood. The child looks very serious. Any more delay could be life-threatening."

Perhaps the driver's expression was too serious, because Brianna started to waver.

She quickly called Serena.

"What's going on? Are you sure it's not an allergy?"

"Of course not! I saw Lily coughing this morning when I left. If she had an allergy, how could I leave her?"

To convince Brianna, Serena didn't hesitate to lie.

Brianna nodded, satisfied, and hung up.

When she turned back to me and the driver, her contempt deepened.

"Hmph, you two are quite the double act, very convincing. But I see right through you. You just want to trick me into moving the car. No way!"

My emotions completely snapped.

I desperately grabbed at Brianna, wanting her to see Lily's horrifying state with her own eyes.

"Go see! See how bad my daughter is!"

Brianna stood perfectly still.

Just as we were at an impasse, a police car suddenly sped up, sirens wailing.

The traffic cops had finally arrived at the scene.