175. Ferari Car Race
Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Five

Henry stood on the bustling streets of Dubai, his eyes fixed on the sleek, crimson Ferrari glistening under the scorching sun. It was a masterpiece of engineering, a symbol of status and power that he could only dream of owning. The Arabian sun beat down relentlessly, but the heat was nothing compared to the burning desire within him.

As he watched the car's owner climb into the driver's seat with a casual grace, a surge of emotions welled up inside Henry. He had grown up in a world of wealth, surrounded by opulence and luxury. His family had always held a place at the top of the social hierarchy, and he had never wanted for anything. But now, standing here, he felt like an outsider in his own city.

Henry's heart ached with longing as he thought about his own modest means. His financial situation had taken a nosedive in recent years, leaving him struggling to make ends meet. Gone were the days of lavish vacations and extravagant dinners. He was now
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