Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Chapter 11 You Don't Deserve It

Although Amanda Rusk's family ran a company, the company was not very big, and his father only drove cars worth more than one million.

"This car is mine." Martin James suddenly opened his mouth.

As soon as Martin James's words came out, Sara Noel, Amanda Rusk, and Fatso all hurriedly looked at Martin James.

"Dude, don't joke with me." The fat man patted Martin James with a smile and thought Martin James was joking.

After all, the fat man was very clear about the family situation of Martin James.

Sara Noel also sneered and said, "Well, who will believe you driving a Lamborghini? I can still believe you if you said that you ride a shared bike."

"It's shameless to brag that you are driving a Lamborghini. I'm ashamed to stand with you." Amanda Rusk shook her head in disappointment.

If Amanda Rusk had known that she had been introduced to such a person, she would never have come today!

"Sorry, I'm not kidding or bragging. This car is really mine." Martin James said lightly.

At this time, Lamborghini's door was suddenly opened and a middle-aged man in a suit came out of the car.

Martin James recognized the middle-aged man at a glance as the manager of the Lamborghini 4S store.

Sara Noel saw this and hurriedly said, "Look, this is the owner! Martin James, aren't you bragging? Now that the owners have shown up, what else do you have to say now?"

"No! He is the manager of Lamborghini 4S store. I met him once!" Amanda Rusk said.

"The manager of the Lamborghini 4S store? Then what's he doing here, driving a Lamborghini?" Sara Noel looked confused.

Just then, the fat man suddenly stared ahead and said:

"That man seems to be... he seems to be coming towards us!"

Sara Noel and Amanda Rusk looked up, and sure enough, the manager of the Lamborghini 4S store was walking towards them.

Under the eyes of everyone, the manager came to Martin James with a smile on his face.

The next moment.

"Mr. James, I brought your car. Here are the keys!"

The manager hunched over and presented the key to Martin James respectfully with both hands.

As the fat man, Sara Noel and Amanda Rusk saw this behind the scenes, they were startled directly and froze in place!

They never dreamed that the manager would give the key to Martin James!

So, Martin James was really the owner of this car?

"Manager, I'm glad you sent me the car this late!" Martin James calmly took the car keys.

"Mr. James, that's very kind of you. I'll be on call at two o'clock in the morning as long as you need it." The manager of Cook was full of compliments and smiles.

"Mr. James' car has been delivered, so I'd like to say goodbye. If you have any questions about the car, please feel free to call me." Manager Cook was still smiling.

After that, the manager left.

Martin James turned to look at Fatty, Sara Noel, and Amanda Rusk.

"Now, do you believe that this car is mine?" Martin James was smiling.

After the three people heard him, they suddenly recovered from the sluggishness.

Sara Noel and Amanda Rusk swallowed hard. They couldn't believe it, but the truth was already in front of them, and they had to believe it.

Their hearts were filled with waves when they thought that Martin James had such an expensive supercar.

Which of the people who could own this kind of supercar was not worth more than 100 million dollars?

At this time, Amanda Rusk hurriedly smiled enthusiastically, "Martin, I had a headache, so I haven't been very kind to you all the time. I'm really sorry. Why don't we go back to the bar and play for a while and I'll make amends!"

Seeing Amanda Rusk's attitude towards himself, Martin James couldn't help but laugh at the sudden turn of events.

Of course, Martin James knew that Amanda Rusk's attitude had changed greatly because of money.

"As long as I want to, a lot of beautiful women of better quality than you are waiting to ask me out. What are you? Do I deserve you?" Martin James pushed Amanda Rusk away.

Sure enough, at this moment, several night show beauties with heavy makeup came to Martin James.

"Handsome, can I make friends with you? I'll give you my phone number!"

"Handsome, buy me a drink."

"Handsome, I don't have an appointment tonight. Shall we?"

......

These make-up beauties who took the initiative to chat up constantly rubbed against Martin James and took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms. Most of them were as beautiful as Amanda Rusk.

Martin James looked up and said lightly, "Did you see that Amanda? I have no shortage of women, let alone rubbish like you."

Amanda Rusk heard Martin James called her a piece of junk, and her face turned red with shame.

If ordinary people dared to talk about her like that, she would definitely get mad.

However, she dared not get mad at Martin James because Martin James' car was enough to show that his family was better off than her!

Martin James took out a handful of banknotes and threw them to the women surrounding him.

"Take the money and go. I'm not interested in you either."

These women were dirty. They were really not interested in him but continued to act like that for easy money from him.

"Thank you, handsome! Thank you, handsome!"

Those women took the money, smiled, and thanked him hurriedly before leaving.

They were not depressed after all. Others were rich and young who drove supercars and it was normal to look down on them as mediocre and vulgar.

Then, Martin James looked at Sara Noel.

Sara Noel used to be sarcastic about Martin James when he was in the bar.

When Sara Noel felt Martin James's eyes, her delicate body trembled, then hurriedly forced a smile and said, "Martin, it was all a misunderstanding before. It was a misunderstanding. I apologize to you. For my boyfriend's sake, don't argue with me."

"For fat man's sake, I won't argue with you this time. Remember, there's no next time." Martin James said coldly.

It was only after Sara Noel heard the words that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, Sara Noel regretted it. She knew that if she had been enthusiastic about Martin James, she might have been able to climb to Martin James.

Then, Martin James turned his eyes on the fat man again.

"Martin, you! You!" The fat man was still in shock at that time and did not recover from it.

According to the fat man's understanding of Martin James, his was family very poor. How could Martin James own a Lamborghini? He still didn't know what's going on.

"Fatso, get in the car. I'll take you back to school. I'll tell you on the way." Martin James patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Honey, go! We'll just hitch a ride back." Sara Noel hurriedly pushed the fat man.

Sara Noel thought that connection with Martin James should be developed, and she certainly hoped that Martin James had a good relationship with the fat man, so that she might be able to get some benefits out of it.

The fat man nodded and followed Martin James inside the Lamborghini with an expectant look on his face.

With the sound of the car's engine, the Lamborghini left in a crowd of envious eyes.

In the car.

"Lamborghini cars are so cool." Martin James smiled and sighed.

The fat man had a Jetta at home. At that time, the fat man used to drive it out secretly and sometimes, he had fun driving with Martin James. The skill of Martin James driving was taught by the fat man.

"Needless to say! This supercar is a Lamborghini and has a V12 engine. I never dreamed that I could get ride in a car like this in my whole life." The fat man looked excited.

Immediately after that, the fat man turned his head and looked at Martin James, and couldn't help asking, "Martin, can you tell me now? What's going on? How can you afford a Lamborghini?"

The fat man still had a feeling that he was dreaming.

"Fatso, do you know Morgan Gracie?" Martin James was smiling.

"Morgan Gracie? He is the richest man in California! Who doesn't know the name Morgan Gracie!" Said the fat man.

"I am his grandson." Martin James smiled.

"What! You said you are the grandson of Morgan Gracie!?"

The fat man stared in surprise, and his voice became extremely sharp.

"Martin, you, are you kidding me? You are Morgan Gracie's grandson?" The fat man's tone was still sharp.

Martin James didn't blame the fat man for not believing it. It's just like a friend next to you suddenly told you that he was the grandson of Morgan Gracie. He simply couldn't believe it.

Martin James smiled and said, "I've only known it for a few days, and I couldn't believe it at first, but that's the way it is, or do you think I can afford a Lamborghini?"

The fat man nodded, and even with this Lamborghini, no matter how inconceivable it was, the fat man believed it.

"Also, do you know why Kelvin Butcher was fired?" Martin James said while driving.

"Why?" The fat man looked curious.

"Because I donated 10 million dollars to the school and asked the headmaster to fire him. It's as simple as that." Martin James said.

"Oh, my God! The mysterious rich young man who donated $10 million is actually you?" The fat man's eyes almost fell out.

"I finally understand why you said that you were not afraid of Kelvin Butcher that day. I thought it was not normal for you to be lovelorn. It turned out that you had absolute confidence in getting the school expel Kelvin Butcher!" Said the fat man, patting his thigh.

The fat man continued excitedly:

"In addition, about Regan, I never understood why you challenged Regan and even hurt him. But now, I finally understand, because you are the grandson of the richest man. Because of this, your background is ten thousand times higher than him!"

Since learning about this identity, Fatso did not understand everything, but now it had all been revealed!

"That's right." Martin James smiled and nodded.

"Awesome! That's amazing!"

The fat man was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He could only keep on saying things about how wealthy and powerful Martin James was.