Saving A Stranger Cost Me Half A Million
Outside the ER, a woman clad in luxury brands is in the middle of lashing out hysterically at a camera.
"That stupid deliveryman is the one responsible for crashing my two-million-dollar Porsche! He even tried to steal my Hermès bag that was inside in the car! When I caught him red-handed, he tried to assault me, too!
"If he doesn't pay me 500 thousand dollars today, I'll make sure that he spends the rest of his life in jail!"
As soon as the woman is done, she collapses to the floor while clutching her chest. Obviously, she's faking her collapse.
How can a mother this vile possibly exist in this world?
Half an hour ago, that woman has locked her three-year-old son up in her car—that's exposed under the bright sun—just so she can go to a beauty spa for cosmetic procedures.
In order to save the dying child, I have no choice but to smash the window.
But that woman now paints me as the bad guy in this situation and insists on ruining my life. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't notice the action camera on my helmet.