[Chapter 120]
His biggest dream was to drive a car. He wanted to drive a vehicle that belonged to himself, and it needn't be an expensive car.
Now, he could finally drive!
Not to mention, he had a Lamborghini! He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited!
After picking up his driving license, Gerald went to his car.
"Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!"
A brand new black Passat skidded past Gerald's body.
After that, the beautiful car drove around the park.
Many people were walking around the park, and the Passat also attracted many girls' attention.
"Wow, it's a Passat! It's the latest model from this year. Looks pretty good!"
"Isn't it more than thirty thousand dollars?"
"Looks like it's the top-spec. That car should be at least forty-five thousand dollars!"
"Oh, god. More than forty-five thousand dollars?! Must be another rich guy!"
A group of girls quietly whispered among themselves as they pointed at the luxurious cars.
This park was popular thanks to the Lamborghini.
The past few days saw a strange but familiar pattern. Everyone from university who had a car would drive around this park to attract beautiful girls' attention.
Especially if it was a new car.
The owner of this Passat was obviously driving around the vicinity to show off to the crowd.
"Haha, isn't that Gerald? What a coincidence!"
The car suddenly stopped, and the windows came down. A handsome young man poked his head out of the car.
When Gerald saw who it was, he realized he knew him.
It was Jordan Lourd, a guy who attended driving lessons with him.
It was the guy who mocked him together with a student from his department called Nathaniel.
In the beginning, Jordan was interested in Mila, but when he heard that Victor was pursuing her, he immediately gave up.
Both Jordan and Gerald took the same course, and Jordan had instantly purchased a car after passing the exams.
He was obviously here just to show off.
Gerald did not like him that much, merely nodding slightly.
"I just bought this baby for fifty-two thousand dollars! We just got our driving license today, Gerald. You should drive a little.
Otherwise, you might just forget how to!"
Jordan smiled triumphantly.
Many girls looked over when they heard Jordan speaking loudly.
They could see that Jordan was mocking Gerald.
Although Gerald had nothing against Jordan, he had his own reason for doing this.
First, he looked down on Gerald because he was a pauper and felt a sense of accomplishment after trampling all over him.
Then, Jordan wanted to talk to Mila when they had their driving lessons. Mila, however, was only interested in talking to Gerald.
This had incredibly upset Jordan.
After mocking Gerald, Jordan couldn't help but feel even more fulfilled and satisfied.
"Jordan, where are you headed? We feel like going out for a stroll. Can we take your car?"
A few girls finally came over shyly.
"Oh, of course!"
Jordan laughed. After that, he turned to Gerald again.
"Gerald, would you like to drive my car and take the girls for a drive?"
Gerald shook his head, "Forget it."
"Oh! Jordan! You are so bad. Who wants to be in a car driven by your sort, eh?"
"Exactly! Just look at his state. Looking at him is more than enough. I'd be extremely embarrassed to ride in the same car as him!"
"Haha. Even if Jordan is willing to lend him his car, will he dare drive it? If it gets damaged, he wouldn't be able to pay even if he sold himself!"
The three girls laughed. After that, they got into Jordan's car.
Ladies nowadays were all very bold. All they wanted were rich boyfriends or sugar daddy's that would pamper them through their college days.
They could save their own money and still buy themselves lots of nice clothes.
How perfect would that be!
Gerald said nothing after listening to their nefarious insults.
He simply pulled out the key to his Lamborghini and walked toward his supercar.