
Beatrice grunts. "I know all about you. You even had to kneel before my mother just to get 500
thousands of dollars, plead to him like a lowly pest. Do you even have two million dollars? ”
Lord Lex Gunther did indeed send him a large sum of money to return the favor a few days ago. However, it was returned to him later on. So, Alex has to remain a poor lowlife.
Beatrice then turned to the saleswoman. “Do not be fooled. I think he's just trying to tease you.”
"Huh?" The saleswoman was shocked and confused.
Maintaining a cold expression, Alex said, "What would you do if I could afford it?"
Beatrice glared at him arrogantly. “Continue bluffing, loser. If you can really afford it, I'll call you 'Daddy' hundreds of times! If you can't, you should kneel in front of me and lick my shoes!”
'He doesn't deserve it, let me take it!’ thought Wilson Jordan.
Alex Rockefeller is. “S hundred times that's a lot. I'll let you off easily this time. Saying it once is enough.”
He then took out his bank card and gave it to the salesman. “Release!”
Instantly, the salesman started working. The company has paid a lot of attention to sales
the car costs two million rupiah, making it easier to process transactions. That wasn't long
before the purchase is made.
"beeping. It sounded!"
Successful voice payments made.
The salesman handed over the bank card and various receipts to Alex eagerly. "This
yours, Sir. I'll go to take care of the paperwork immediately. And come back in half an hour!”
Beatrice Assex was shocked. “How...how...you get so much money?”
Alex grinned. “Yah, okay.
Alex looked at Beatrice Assex. Can I count on you to keep your word, especially as California State University's flagship campus?"
"Hm!"
I wonder what would happen if news of you breaking a promise started spreading around campus?"
"You!"
Beatrice has a reputation to keep. He briefly pondered the severity
He then left immediately.
How could he survive after the embarrassment he had experienced?
Wilson, Mona Weiss, and the others looked at Alex with strange expressions earlier
hurry up and chase Beatrice.
Half an hour later, Alex was on his BMW M8. He stepped on the gas and left the car dealership.
She chose this model because Madame Brittany Rockefeller, used to drive this
automaker.
Beatrice and some of her friends sat in their 3-series BMW parked right near the entrance
and looked at Alex as he drove off with his new M8.
"Plac. Bogems!"
Beatrice punched the car window. "Suckers! How dare he! I'll get my revenge someday!"
“Beatrice, you mentioned he is a poor and homeless man. Where did he get his money to buy a luxury car?” ask Mona.
Beatrice grunts. “Recently, the jerk met the granddaughter of California
Doctor Coney. He must have given her the money, ***** that! ”
Thinking that he is going to visit his father's grave, Alex takes a detour to Gale Street,
plan to buy flowers and fruits.
After a turn, a black Volkswagen appeared out of nowhere and directly crashed into the front of his BMW that was a few minutes old.
"Shelves. Bam!"
The front of the car was now twisted out of shape. The brand new car was instantly reduced to a pile of scrap metal.
Fortunately, the airbag that came out during the collision almost made Alex fall, there to protect her.
The next moment, he became very angry.
A new car, worth two million dollars, broke down in less than half an hour
after leaving the dealer. He did not warm the chair.