It's impossible!

"Can I have the keys please? I don't have all day." Scott requested.

The lady stood there, dazed by what just happened. The man standing before her looked nothing like a millionaire. His appearance was like that of an average working man who probably works as a salesman in a convenience store or probably a guy that delivers food.

However, the man she presumed to be a common low class worker was able to rake out millions of dollars in a heart beat.

She wondered what manner of man stood before her.

"Y-yes. I'll go get the keys, Sir. Please kindly wait." She bowed her head respectfully before walking away hastily.

Scott stood there, his gaze fixed on the car as he examined it closely. He only needed the car to travel to Wombat's territory, not with the intention of owning a car or show off.

"Once I'm done I'll probably sell it and the money will be given to charity." Scott mused before shifting his gaze to his watch to glance at the time.

It was currently 45 minutes past two.

"Where the
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