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"Like you're the one to talk about sophistication." Faye Owen rolled her eyes at him in annoyance,"Fine, I admit it, I am materialistic. But at least I do know that Yves King, despite not showing off, is quite capable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to make his fortune overseas. He gave me a huge diamond casually, without even blinking an eye."
For him, cars like the BMW 7 series were nothing more than trifles.
"Alright, Faye, if you command, I'll bring them back here and thrash them well." Yves King chuckled, rubbing his hands together. "Shall I beat them into a pulp or a dog's breakfast? It's all up to you."
"Stop...I was just kidding." Faye Owen hurriedly objected, "I don't want to see you fighting. After all, that man is a legitimate government official, you'll get into trouble if you mess with him."
