Chapter6
Author: Blue lace
last update2024-05-04 19:08:39

 

Chapter 6: 

  " You bastard, why don't you watch where you are going!" Clement came out of his car while yelling at the owner of the Nissan GTR.

  "How dare you say that to me, are you blind or have you got shit for your brains? why would you suddenly start driving without looking in your side mirror?!" The owner of the car, a middle-aged man in his late thirties came out of the car and shouted back at Clement.

  "Hey, mister man, watch your words, do you know who you are talking to, my boyfriend isn't someone you can mess with!" Caroline said. 

  "Why don't you ask your idiot boyfriend why he bumped into my car!" The middle-aged man raged.

  "non-sense, I wasn't the one who bumped into your car, you blind old man, was it not you who bumped into my car!" Clement refused to admit to his mistakes. 

   "Vroom!" "Vroom!" "Vroom!" "Vroom!" 

  As Clement and Caroline fiercely quarreled with the middle-aged man, a Rolls Royce Sweptail, one of the most expensive cars in the world worth more than ten million dollars drove past them and headed towards Felix.

    Upon seeing the car, Caroline, Clement, and even the middle-aged man they were arguing with couldn't take their eyes off it.

   The glittering sheen, the fine-color, amazing glasses that reflect the sun rays perfectly and the mind-blowing design of the Rolls Royce Sweptail emanated an exciting sense of allure that drove them out of their minds.

   As the trio stared at the expensive car, Christine, Felix's personal assistant walked out of the car to greet him.

  "Who is she?" Caroline was stunned by Chistene's appearance which made her feel inferior.

    Christine is a young lady in her early 20s, 1.76 Meters tall, with an hourglass slender figure. She has platinum gold hair with crystal blue eyes adorned in an expensive office suit and skirt. 

   Driving in front of Felix Christened humbly knelt down and respectfully greeted in a sharp tone. "This servant greets your Highness, Supreme Commander!" 

   Caroline, Clement, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but widen their eyes at this sight. Clement gasped in awe and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

    "Rise!" Felix said without much expression and Christine stood up from her kneeling position.

   "What is going on here?" Caroline, who couldn't stand it anymore, broke the silence. At this moment, anxiety had built up in her heart and she was shocked by what she was seeing.

   "What is this young miss doing? Is she blind, why would she lower herself to kneel to Felix, that garbage who couldn't even take care of me?"

   Upon hearing Caroline's words, Christine finally turned her sight towards her. Upon seeing Caroline, Christine was filled with a sense of disgust.

   "so it's you, you are the blind girl who can't tell good from bad, you think you are smart but you are stupid for exchanging a treasure for total trash" 

  At the end of her statement, Christine's eyes turned towards Clement and she couldn't help but feel disgusted, he was so ugly that the sight of him gave her the urge to throw up.

  "And you, you don't even watch your surroundings before driving, this is a sign that you lack intelligence" 

   "You're so shameless that even when you bump into someone's car you don't even dare to admit your mistake. Instead, you blame others for your own foolish mistakes" 

   "And ughh, just see how ugly and disgusting you look, you're like a toad dressed up like a prince but still your level is so low that you failed to hide your true nature as a toad" 

   "I can't even stand the sight of you two anymore" Christine concluded as she entered the car and drove off with Felix, not sparing them another glance. 

   Caroline and Clement watched the Rolls Royce Sweptail speed away in astonishment. They were shocked by what just happened.

  The middle-aged man who they bumped into however gazed at the two of them as if he was looking at numbskulls who lacked intelligence. 

   Caroline and Clement exchanged unbelievable looks. they could not picture someone like Felix being associated with any rich person. 

  "He must have paid an actress and hired a car to pick him up to pretend to be wealthy in front of us," Caroline said.

  "That's right, that garbage is just putting up a show," Clement added.

   The two of them came to this decision because, with their sarcastic and piteous pride and arrogance, they refused to believe that Felix was in fact, a rich and powerful guy. 

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