Chapter 556
Chapter 556:
Yelena remained unfazed, but Tessa, sitting beside her, was struck with panic. Her heart raced, and her face turned pale, as though all the color had drained from it. Yelena’s car followed the other vehicle closely, as if it might crash into it at any moment. Eventually, the car ahead was forced to stop by Yelena.
Once Yelena’s car was fully stopped, she immediately grabbed her phone and called the police.
“I’m at South George Street, near the McDonald’s,” Yelena said calmly into the phone. “Please bring the necessary equipment for on-site processing; someone has violated traffic rules and needs immediate attention p>
The driver of the car ahead stepped out, swaggering up to the driver’s side of Yelena’s car, and knocked on the window with an air of arrogance. “Get out!” she shouted.
Tessa’s nerves were on edge. Wasn’t that Madonna? Who would have expected Madonna to show up like this after being fired?
Madonna’s expression was pure fury.
The sight of her immediately clicked everything into place for Yelena.
Yelena didn’t bother to roll down the window or exit the car. Instead, she tapped the steering wheel, her gaze focused and calm.
Thanks to the privacy-tinted windows, Madonna could barely make out what was happening inside Yelena’s car. Yet, she didn’t dare approach the front, fearing Yelena might retaliate by flooring the gas pedal at any moment and the consequences would be disastrous.
Before long, the sound of sirens cut through the air as the traffic police arrived.
Only then did Yelena slowly exit the car, unfazed.
Madonna’s eyes narrowed as she marched over, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, you’ve finally decided to get out p>
There was no surprise in Madonna’s voice—she had known it was Yelena all along.
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Yelena barely glanced at her, dismissing her presence, and turned her attention to the arriving officers. “Hello, officers. Thank you for coming,” she said politely.
The traffic police quickly assessed the situation. They looked at Yelena and spoke firmly, “You were in your proper lane.” Then, turning to Madonna, they added, “You changed lanes, didn’t you? So, the fault lies with you p>
The officer’s gaze was unflinching as it landed on Madonna.
Madonna scowled, her voice tinged with defiance. “Yes, I changed lanes, but I didn’t cross a solid line. She was driving too slowly and blocking my way. Why shouldn’t I be able to change lanes? She forced me to stop p>
Madonna had only intended to intimidate Yelena by cutting in front of her, never imagining Yelena would force her to stop.
Yelena crossed her arms and looked at Madonna with clear disdain, as if she were staring at a complete fool. “You still don’t realize what you did wrong p>
“What did I do wrong? If anyone’s at fault, it’s you,” Madonna retorted.
Yelena raised an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Since you’re so stupid, I might as well teach you a thing or two p>
Madonna glared at Yelena, her frustration building. “You p>
Yelena turned her back to Madonna and addressed the traffic officer beside her. “She was not just changing lanes—she’s committed three violations. I trust you’ll take care of them all here p>
Yelena paused briefly, then continued, “First, she changed lanes without checking, disrupting the flow of traffic. Second, she failed to use her indicators.” The officer nodded, taking down the details.
Then, he paused. Wasn’t there supposed to be a third violation? Why had she stopped after listing only two?
Madonna’s irritation grew. Was Yelena seriously turning this minor incident into a list of violations? It was just a small issue, not something worth making a scene over.
Under the puzzled gaze of the traffic policeman, Yelena said, “She didn’t place the triangular warning sign as required p>