Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 22 - 0: True Resound

The colleagues around all drew in a sharp breath.

Over five million, and it’s the base model!

Wow!

The owner of this car is truly a big spender.

If you have money, you really have money.

Female colleagues typically don’t like to research cars, but most men love them.

They probably won’t ever own such a luxury car in their lifetime, but that doesn’t stop them from admiring it when they see one.

Each male colleague stared at the luxury car like they’d seen a bikini-clad beauty, swallowing hard, wishing they could touch it.

The car slowly stopped by the roadside, and when the driver’s door opened, the owner stepped out.

In his thirties, his looks were average at best, but with a body that showed he worked out regularly, not an ounce of extra fat.

Most strikingly, the suit he wore looked high-end, a suit like that paired with such a luxury car screamed two words—rich man!

The car stopped right in front of Lucas Payten’s car, and when the two cars were placed side by side, Lucas Payten’s car looked like a plucked quail, as shabby as could be.

Lucas Payten gritted his teeth, feeling extremely annoyed.

Tonight was supposed to be his moment to shine, but he was overshadowed by this suddenly emerging luxury car, truly embarrassing.

At least, among the colleagues, especially in front of Sophie Wilson, he did have his moment, which gave him some sense of balance.

He won’t compare himself with those rich people!

"Eva, if Sophie and the others don’t want to ride, then let them be, no need to force them." Lucas Payten advised with a smile.

"Alright, Sophie, since you want to take the bus, go ahead. Lucas and I will leave first, thanks for the treat today." Eva said arrogantly, turning to open the car door.

"Sir." The suited man called, opening the luxury car door.

Amid the stunned and incredulous gazes, Charles Seymour nodded slightly, greeting Sophie’s colleagues: "Sophie and I are leaving first."

Then, he naturally protected Sophie’s head, letting her get in the car first, and then walked to the other side to get in himself.

The wealthy man’s driver returned to the driver’s seat, shut the door, and with a graceful start, the car drove off lightly, leaving Eva and Lucas Payten standing stiffly in the night breeze, frozen in their action of open car doors.

"Wow, Sophie’s boyfriend is so rich!"

"Damn, luxury car, driver! Sophie is going to marry into wealth!"

"With such a good man pursuing her, who would choose anyone over Mr. Seymour?"

The excited chatter among the colleagues turned into slaps, repeatedly hitting Lucas Payten and Eva’s face with loud smacks!

Eva slammed the car door shut and turned her head, running off in shame and anger.

Lucas Payten quickly closed his car door and chased after her, desperately shouting, "Eva, hey... why are you running? Wait for me!"

Those colleagues who had previously stood up for Sophie let out a boo.

"Let them show off earlier, this slap was too satisfying!"

"Serves them right! A car worth over a hundred thousand and you’re flaunting it. Is that even worth one wheel of Sophie’s boyfriend’s car?"

The male colleague seriously explained, "If it’s the base model, it might barely be worth a wheel. But looking at Mr. Seymour’s car, it doesn’t seem like the base model."

With a driver, how could it be the base model?

The colleagues exchanged looks, all breaking into knowing smiles.

Eva kicked a steel plate!

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