Chapter 588: Tell me what to do.
"Oh, god..." Ivy muttered, looking at the dent in the window. "How can I..."
Ivy held her breath, wide-eyed. Her eyes veered to the corner, catching a big rock on the grass where her car was parked. Since a green landscape surrounds this venue, even the VIP parking space has some trees, bushes, and different sizes of rocks.
Ivy didn’t hesitate to march in its direction, not caring if she got bumped by the crowd. As she bent down, someone accidentally stepped on her fingers, earning her scream. However, she couldn’t blame them for not noticing her. She chirped her long nails as she tried to pick up the big rock with both her hands. After some time of struggle, she carried it with great difficulty and stood in front of the driver’s seat.
"Ahh!!!" Using all her strength, she lifted the rock with both of her hands and threw it toward the window, causing it to shatter. Her loud scream also earned the attention of those around her. When they saw what she did to gain access to her car, it gave them an idea of how to get out of this place much faster. After all, everyone already assumed they would have to walk because their keys and phones were confiscated.
What they didn’t know was that Ivy didn’t try to get into her car to leave this place. She did so to get her spare phone.
After she had gone through the compartment, a slight hope turned up on her face. The corner of her lips curled up as a short laugh escaped her mouth. But alas, when she gazed up at the signal, all hopes died.
"There’s no reception," she mumbled, feeling her heart sink. Her initial plan was once she got her spare phone, she would call for help. But now that there was still no reception, even when she was outside the establishment, there was only one way to call for help.
Ivy slowly turned her head to the steering wheel, but her eyes landed on the key button. Even though there was just a button to start the car, her slight paranoia created a hobby of double-locking her car. In other words, without her keys, no one else could start the car.
"Hah..." she huffed as her face crumpled, almost the little hope she had in this situation.
What would she do now?
Ivy could easily solve a difficult math problem or give a resolution to salvage a dying company. She could do many things and had a lot of useful hobbies. However, going through the wires and starting an engine was not one of them.