[Chapter 122]
The long-haired beauty yelled in shock.
As soon as her violent temper flared up, she raised her hands, wanting to hit him.
Beep! Beep!
Suddenly, the Lamborghini's four lights, which had been silent for over a month, flashed brightly.
Then, almost instantly, the engine came to life with a low rumble.
The doors unclicked and opened upwards.
The car seemed to be glowing extremely brightly, its body letting out a sheen under the bright sunlight.
It looked as though it had been waiting a long time for its owner to return.
Gerald put down the key in his hand.
After that, he slowly walked over to the car and went straight for the driver's seat.
It was completely silent even though more than a dozen girls were standing nearby at this time.
The sudden silence felt as though the world had already planned it in advance. The whole area had become completely silent.
Everyone's eyes were wide open as they witnessed the scene.
Jordan's mouth and eyes opened up as large as they possibly could.
This… Gerald turned out to be the owner of this Lamborghini?
"Ahh!"
A loud, harsh scream broke the complete silence.
"It's him! The owner of the car turned out to be him! Ahh!"
"Bro, you are one hot guy! What is your name, bro?"
"Can I have your number, bro?"
There were even some girls who dare act as though they had just met their biggest idol. They rushed directly in front of Gerald's car.
A Lamborghini, worth two million six hundred thousand dollars. It was the absolute luxury beast everyone dreamt of!
The car alone had generated so much hype.
They had all been impatiently and eagerly waiting for this day to arrive. Now, the young owner of the car had finally appeared in front of them!
Gerald was in the car. Although the car was soundproofed well, he could still hear the screams of the girls outside.
In fact, he felt very good now.
He could finally drive his own car, but most importantly, he could finally hold his head up high.
"Di! ~Didi!"
Gerald wound down his car window.
He smiled at Jordan, now completely dumbfounded at the side, as he said, "Jordan, would you like to try driving this car?" he jeered.
Gerald returned the exact question to Jordan using the same manner.
Jordan could only gulp. He wouldn't dare the slightest to drive this car.
His face had even turned a shade of green.
The person that he had been looking down on was actually filthy rich!
Not to mention how he even tried to make fun of him earlier.
He was no coward, and he simply didn't want to fight back. Jordan was actually nothing more than a clown in front of Gerald.
His Passat was worth a mere forty-five thousand dollars. Gerald's car, a whopping two million six hundred thousand. Damn it!
That was enough for sixty Passats!
Worse was the fact that Jordan had no idea who or what he had just offended!
The three girls who initially got into Jordan's car were speechless as well, not to mention the long-haired beauty who sat on the hood of Gerald's car.
In short, everyone was shocked as they witness the unbelievable scene!
Gerald drove away amid the chaos.
This was the first time that Gerald showed off like this in public. Moreover, he only did it because he felt that it was already intolerable.
Gerald's phone rang all of a sudden. It was Mila calling him.
He immediately connected the call.
"Gerald, where are you? Why aren't you here yet? Hurry up and come over! Take a cab if you can't make it on time. I am waiting for you in front of the entrance of the Royal Dragon Villa!"
"Okay, I will be there soon," replied Gerald.
Before he hung up the phone, Gerald seemed to hear Mila nervously saying: "I'm finished! I accidentally said the wrong thing!"
It also seemed as though a girl was standing next to her, asking what sounded like: "Mila, isn't Gerald, your boyfriend? Isn't he like very rich or something? Why is he taking a cab?"