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They stared wide-eyed as the red Ferrari pulled away leaving a trail of dust in its wake. Their faces were flushed with deep shame.

All of them had insulted William and considered him just a low-class man, now to slap them with something quite painful.

Along with the disappearance of the dust left by the red Ferrari, Jordan was deeply embarrassed and his anger overflowed. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

"Damn it!" shouted Jordan, his voice filled with hatred. He kicked a small rock on the road hard, sending it flying far away. "Who the hell does he think he is, huh? Just because he has a Ferrari, he can humiliate us like this?"

Robert, who was standing next to Jordan, squeezed his head. He let out a long breath, his eyes focused on the traces of dust still visible on the road. His face looked confused and full of questions.

"This is crazy!" She was also annoyed. "How can that hobo have such a fancy car!"

"Could his lottery winnings have bought that car?"
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