All of Yvette's ex-classmates in the parking lot cackled. Matthew just smiled and said, "Really? Then why didn't you drive it here?"
"He's only putting on a show. It's a lie." The class monitor laughed.
"My wife's car is very comfortable, so why should I drive mine?" Chuck replied.
"If you don't drive it here, it means that you're lying," Matthew sneered.
Chuck must be bragging. Matthew's car was already worth nearly four million dollars. There weren't many cars that could cost that much.
He didn't believe a word that Chuck said.
"Of course not. Any car more expensive than Matthew's car would have cost him more than four million dollars. I don't think he can afford that. He's just full of himself. To say that his wife's car is more comfortable is just an excuse. He's such a good liar that even I can't help admiring his courage."
"That's right. If you really have one, drive it here!"
The students that were sitting in the Land Rover laughed at Chuck. They would never believe what he said.
Not even a single word.
"What, you don't have anything else to say? Drive it here now, or we won't believe you." Matthew walked over and felt triumphant.
If he managed to expose Chuck and help Yvette see what a loser he was, Matthew would have a chance at her.
She was, after all, a normal woman. She should be able to tell between the good and the bad. Once they exposed him, she would see his true self. Matthew was confident that he would win Yvette over in just three days' time.
"Do you really want me to drive it here?" Chuck asked calmly.
"Drive it here now. I'd like to see what kind of expensive car you drive," Matthew sneered.
"But I just drank," Chuck said.
"It was just a little. Come on, drive it here, and let me see what you've got." Matthew laughed and thought that Chuck's excuse was really lame.
The other classmates laughed at him even more. They thought that he was just looking for an excuse, and that he was simply showing off.
"Hubby, you drank just now. Don't drive, okay?" Yvette said worryingly.
Chuck's confidence made her believe that he really owned such a car. Even though she didn't know when he bought it, she knew that he had drank just now and was not in the state to drive. What if something happened?
"Your wife is still protecting you like a child. Come on, don't waste my time and let us see what you've got," Matthew sneered.
Chuck hesitated. Indeed, he had been drinking. Moreover, his mother warned him not to drink and drive. Yvette's worry made him feel uneasy as well, so he decided not to do it.
"Just tell us the truth. Do you have it or not?" The class monitor opened the door and got out of the car. He wanted the opportunity to tease Chuck.
The student who Yvette asked for help from started to look down on him. His wife had got a loan, but he had the audacity to drive a 4 million dollar car?
That was impossible! He should just stop daydreaming.
"Are you f*cking crazy?" Yvette shot back, "Didn't you see my husband drink?"
"Only a little, but he's just giving all sorts of excuses now. Just say that you don't have it, you don't have to lie. How can he claim to own a car that is more expensive than Matthew's? Drive it here to prove it," Lincoln growled.
Chuck glanced at him and said, "Well, since you want to see it so much, I'll drive it over."
"Okay, take Yvette's car and drive your other car here instead." The class monitor laughed.
"Honey, give me the car keys. I'll show them my car," Chuck said.
"Okay, Chuck, please be careful and drive slowly. Why don't I go with you?" Yvette was worried that the alcohol would affect his driving and judgment on the road.
"Hey, you can't do that. What if you're just trying to escape?" The class monitor shook his head in disapproval.
"Yeah, you're trying to slip away, aren't you? No way, we're still waiting to see that expensive car!"
Yvette was infuriated. Chuck smiled and said, "It's all right, honey. Please wait for me here."
Chuck reassured her. The plaza was only ten minutes away, so it would take him only twenty minutes if he drove faster.
"Well, hubby, be careful then. Here, take the key." Yvette passed her car keys to Chuck.
Chuck took the keys, and the classmates who had entered the car earlier now came out to join the fun. They also wanted to see him humiliated.
Chuck glanced at them. Why were they so excited? There wouldn't be anywhere for them to sit later.
Then, he got into the car, stepped hard on the accelerator, and drove out of the parking lot in an instant.
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