Rise Of The General's Forgotten Son

Chapter 21

The crowd erupted in laughter, and the old man stormed out of the showroom, clearly fuming. Elijah turned back to the salesman, his smirk softening into a composed expression.

“So, how much longer for the paperwork?” he asked smoothly, as if nothing had happened.

The salesman adjusted his tie, clearly more respectful now after witnessing Elijah’s seamless transaction. “It’ll take about 20 more minutes to finalize everything,” he said, a polite smile replacing the earlier doubt in his eyes.

“Take your time,” Elijah replied calmly, stepping aside to let them work.

The staff moved quickly, organizing paperwork and confirming the transfer. When everything was ready, the salesman handed Elijah the final documents, including the keys to the BMW M5. “Congratulations, sir. Everything is complete,” he said, offering a firm handshake.

Elijah accepted it with a small nod.

The salesman hesitated for a moment before introducing himself. “My name is Jacob Foster. I must say, Mr. Westbrook, you’ve