Chapter 672 Strange Occurrence_1

Purple Summers scrutinized the woman; she did not know her.

At least among the female friends she knew, there was definitely no one dressed so revealingly. With a deep v-neck tank top and denim shorts, covered by a loose, semi-transparent sun-protective shirt, her ample cleavage towered in view, and her long legs were particularly eye-catching.

When the woman saw Purple Summers, a stiff, artificial smile squeezed onto her face, as though she was trying to ingratiate or plead for sympathy.

"Ms. Summers, please, you must help me! I really have no other options left!"

Her voice was loud, and as she spoke, she made exaggerated gestures with her hands, causing her cleavage to sway, making Purple Summers feel uncomfortable and subconsciously step back toward the car.

The driver anxiously grabbed the woman, "Hey, what's the matter with you? I've already told you, if you want to sue, you should go find a lawyer! What's the use of looking for our young miss?"