Are you up to it, 003?

Not until they had left the villa area did Samantha Collins, with a stern face, said, "Don't you think this new car is gorgeous? Tobias bought it for me. He said he would give it to me after our ad collaboration."

The hands Olivia Taylor had on the steering wheel tightened. This was the latest high-end model of Lamborghini, worth millions at least. To say nothing of the license plate no. 520, which itself was valued at several hundred thousand. Tobias really went all out for his mistress this time!

Samantha caught Olivia's displeasure and smirked victoriously, "You've been married to Tobias for three years and yet there's been no news of a child. How can you still have the audacity to stay at his home?"

Olivia kept her eyes on the road, unwilling to even glance at her. She replied with a smile, "Don't you know that Tobias detests children? I'd advice against your plot of rising to power through your child unless you want to disappear with your child from the Population Survey Bureau."

A chill ran through Samantha. She knew that Tobias was brutal. She had thought of getting pregnant, but Olivia's words dissuaded her.

Yet, she was not willing to back down and continued her tirade, "But I heard that Chairman Perkins is eager to hold a grandson! If there's no news of a pregnancy from you, your days as Madame President are numbered."

"Even with your hand injured like this, Tobias still ordered you to drive me. Clearly, you're not in his heart. You might as well file for a divorce and salvage whatever alimony you can."

"Huh..." Olivia chuckled.

Samantha thought she had the upper hand, but little did she know that she had hit a nerve of Olivia.

"Miss Samantha, this is between us. There's no need for you to interfere." Olivia raised an eyebrow, her tone suddenly became lively. "But Tobias did not lie about one thing - my driving skills are indeed commendable…."

Before she could finish, Samantha felt the car swerve suddenly. The sharp screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground echoed around. The passenger seat she was in collided ruthlessly with a large tree ahead. Her head hit the windshield hard and blood started running down from her forehead, blurring her vision.

Meanwhile, Olivia unbuckled her seat belt and stepped out of the car. She placed her hands on the glass and looked at the bloody beauty with a chuckle. She murmured, "Miss Samantha, the value of this car has just gone up. After all, the repair cost is close to several hundred thousand. Not to mention your plastic surgery fees, they would cost a substantial amount, wouldn't they?"

Unable to say anything, Samantha could only hang her mouth open.

Olivia pulled out a mobile phone from Samantha's pocket and dialed emergency services. She casually tossed the phone onto Samantha and turned to leave.

She took two steps forward then returned. She pulled out the key to the Lamborghini, pondered, and said, "I think, despite the car being totaled, the brand is still worth some money. I'll have it dealt with by the tow truck company later."

Unable to endure anymore, Samantha pounded her palm against the windshield and threatened with the last bit of her dwindling strength, "Dare to cross me, Olivia Taylor, and Tobias will not let you off!"

"You think you're worthy?" Olivia's eyes brimmed with scorn as she twirled the key ring with her uninjured hand before strutting off.

Behind her, the Lamborghini, now a shadow of its former self, went silent. Only the barely conscious woman in the passenger seat was left, feebly shifting…