Chuck's Porsche 911 cost more than five million dollars, whereas Matthew's Land Rover cost nearly four million dollars. There was a difference of around a million dollars.
Indeed, Chuck's was much more expensive.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent from Chuck's statement.
Matthew's face twitched, and his expression darkened. It was as if someone had punched him. He couldn't believe that the car was actually his!
He should've been the one showing off, not Chuck! Mathew was filled with anger.
"It's a little expensive, but is this car really yours? I have a friend who owns a car rental company, and he rents out all sorts of Porsche, Rolls-Royce... Don't tell me that you..." Matthew smiled and stopped talking, but everyone immediately understood.
"Yes, he definitely rented it. After all, it took him such a long time to return."
The other classmates looked at each other, and all of them came to their senses. They began to whisper amongst each other and doubted Chuck again.
"Matthew is right. There are a lot of car rental companies with simple registration procedures, so you must've rented it!"
"I think so too. My friend managed to rent one for one thousand dollars a day..."
"What? A thousand dollars? My friend rented his for only 800 dollars!"
Yvette still didn't move. She thought that the car looked very familiar. After some time, she realized that it was the car parked at the plaza! She saw it with Chuck the other day...
Yvette even mentioned that she would buy one for her husband. However, it turned out that he had already gotten himself one.
Chuck glanced at Matthew, opened the car door, and took out his driving permit. For a moment, everyone was stunned to their core.
Matthew's expression turned extremely sour.
Everyone else took a deep breath, and even the class monitor was shocked.
It really was his!
"Are you convinced it's mine now?" Chuck asked calmly.
Matthew stared at Chuck and felt his face turning red from the shame. It was as though someone had given him a few slaps.
"It's yours." Matthew had no choice but to grit his teeth and admit.
"Okay. Didn't you want to go to the bar? Are we still going?" Chuck asked.
"Of course, everyone, get into the car!" Matthew snorted as he walked towards his car. The class monitor followed behind him and said curiously, "Matthew, his car looks new, doesn't it? I wonder how its performance is like."
To tell the truth, he had never been in a sports car before.
"Why don't you go with him instead?" Matthew scoffed.
The class monitor was embarrassed and did not speak.
"Wow! Can I sit in his car?"
"Yes, I want to ride in his car too! I've never been in a sports car before!"
"It's so beautiful. It must be so cool to sit inside."
Several students gathered around Chuck's car with anticipation. The three classmates who were going to ride in Yvette's car a moment ago rushed over as well.
"Sorry, this car can't hold so many people," Chuck said.
"Don't be like that. We can squeeze. I've never been in a sports car before." Some classmates pouted and tried to flash their best puppy eyes at them.
"Yeah, we can squeeze at the back. Don't be so stingy."
Chuck was resolute and said to Yvette, "It can only fit two people, so how are you going to fit inside? Take someone else's car. Honey, get in the car!"
Yvette suddenly came to her senses, and she entered Chuck's car nervously.
"Wow, he actually owns a sports car. How could he be so rich? Is he Yvette's sugar daddy?"
"I think so. Why can't I find a boyfriend this rich?"
"I'm really envious."
"That's enough. Let's squeeze into another car."
"Alright."
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