It was a most peculiar morning for one Ezekiel Roswell. The young multi-billionaire businessman, found himself behind the wheel of his sleek, black car, navigating the bustling streets on his way to the company building. Little did he know, his peaceful commute was about to take an unexpected turn.

As Ezekiel approached an intersection, his focus was suddenly broken by the sight of a woman, seemingly lost in her own world, carelessly stepping out into the street. Now, Ezekiel may be a dashing young executive, but he's no reckless driver. With lightning reflexes, he slammed on the brakes, bringing his vehicle to a screeching halt mere meters from the oblivious pedestrian.

One would think the woman would be relieved as her life didn't ended and just move on. Alas, the shock of the near-miss seemed to overcome her, and the poor dear crumpled to the ground, letting out a shriek that would curdle the blood of even the bravest soul.

Ezekiel, no doubt perplexed by this uncharacteristic display, he flung open his car door and approach the hysterical young woman in disbelief and irritated expression plastered across his face. “what the f#ck are you doing, miss?" he exclaimed, a hint of exasperation and quite anger tingeing his voice.