My Billionaire Mom

All of Yvette's ex-classmates in the parking lot cackled. Matthew just smiled and said, "Really? Then why didn't you drive it here?"

"He's only putting on a show. It's a lie." The class monitor laughed.

"My wife's car is very comfortable, so why should I drive mine?" Chuck replied.

"If you don't drive it here, it means that you're lying," Matthew sneered.

Chuck must be bragging. Matthew's car was already worth nearly four million dollars. There weren't many cars that could cost that much.

He didn't believe a word that Chuck said.

"Of course not. Any car more expensive than Matthew's car would have cost him more than four million dollars. I don't think he can afford that. He's just full of himself. To say that his wife's car is more comfortable is just an excuse. He's such a good liar that even I can't help admiring his courage."

"That's right. If you really have one, drive it here!"

The students that were sitting in the Land Rover laughed at Chuck. They would never believe what he said.

Not even a single word.

"What, you don't have anything else to say? Drive it here now, or we won't believe you." Matthew walked over and felt triumphant.

If he managed to expose Chuck and help Yvette see what a loser he was, Matthew would have a chance at her.

She was, after all, a normal woman. She should be able to tell between the good and the bad. Once they exposed him, she would see his true self. Matthew was confident that he would win Yvette over in just three days' time.

"Do you really want me to drive it here?" Chuck asked calmly.

"Drive it here now. I'd like to see what kind of expensive car you drive," Matthew sneered.

"But I just drank," Chuck said.

"It was just a little. Come on, drive it here, and let me see what you've got." Matthew laughed and thought that Chuck's excuse was really lame.

The other classmates laughed at him even more. They thought that he was just looking for an excuse, and that he was simply showing off.

"Hubby, you drank just now. Don't drive, okay?" Yvette said worryingly.

Chuck's confidence made her believe that he really owned such a car. Even though she didn't know when he bought it, she knew that he had drank just now and was not in the state to drive. What if something happened?

"Your wife is still protecting you like a child. Come on, don't waste my time and let us see what you've got," Matthew sneered.

Chuck hesitated. Indeed, he had been drinking. Moreover, his mother warned him not to drink and drive. Yvette's worry made him feel uneasy as well, so he decided not to do it.

"Just tell us the truth. Do you have it or not?" The class monitor opened the door and got out of the car. He wanted the opportunity to tease Chuck.

The student who Yvette asked for help from started to look down on him. His wife had got a loan, but he had the audacity to drive a 4 million dollar car?

That was impossible! He should just stop daydreaming.

"Are you f*cking crazy?" Yvette shot back, "Didn't you see my husband drink?"

"Only a little, but he's just giving all sorts of excuses now. Just say that you don't have it, you don't have to lie. How can he claim to own a car that is more expensive than Matthew's? Drive it here to prove it," Lincoln growled.

Chuck glanced at him and said, "Well, since you want to see it so much, I'll drive it over."

"Okay, take Yvette's car and drive your other car here instead." The class monitor laughed.

"Honey, give me the car keys. I'll show them my car," Chuck said.

"Okay, Chuck, please be careful and drive slowly. Why don't I go with you?" Yvette was worried that the alcohol would affect his driving and judgment on the road.

"Hey, you can't do that. What if you're just trying to escape?" The class monitor shook his head in disapproval.

"Yeah, you're trying to slip away, aren't you? No way, we're still waiting to see that expensive car!"

Yvette was infuriated. Chuck smiled and said, "It's all right, honey. Please wait for me here."

Chuck reassured her. The plaza was only ten minutes away, so it would take him only twenty minutes if he drove faster.

"Well, hubby, be careful then. Here, take the key." Yvette passed her car keys to Chuck.

Chuck took the keys, and the classmates who had entered the car earlier now came out to join the fun. They also wanted to see him humiliated.

Chuck glanced at them. Why were they so excited? There wouldn't be anywhere for them to sit later.

Then, he got into the car, stepped hard on the accelerator, and drove out of the parking lot in an instant.

Sure enough, he reached the plaza within just ten minutes. Then, he left Yvette's car there and phoned Yolanda Lane.

"Hey, bring everyone to Spade Hotel for dinner tonight. I've already ordered the dishes," Chuck said.

"Huh?" Yolanda was surprised. Spade Hotel was very expensive, and there were more than 30 people in the plaza. How much would it cost to eat there?

Yolanda said, "Chuck, why don't you treat us to a meal somewhere else?" She wanted to help Chuck save money.

"It's okay. I've already ordered and paid for the dishes. All you need to do is to take them there tonight," Chuck said. "Okay, I'll bring them there."

After hanging up the phone, Chuck got into his car and stepped on the accelerator. The roar of the engine startled Yolanda on the other side of the phone. Wasn't that Chuck's car? Where was he going?" Lara Jean, who was sitting at the entrance, happened to hear the noise. She looked out in confusion and saw a sports car exiting the parking lot. It was Chuck.

"Yvette, did your little husband leave you alone?" The class monitor snickered. It had been more than 20 minutes and was obvious that he had run away. How would he return without a car? "Can you shut up?" Yvette glanced at him coldly.

He sneered, "I'm just telling the truth. Don't be upset."

The other students started to feel impatient as they felt like they were being toyed around. Now that Chuck had been gone for so long, they were afraid that he was not coming back.

"I think your husband must've ran away. He won't be coming back anymore. Let's just go to the bar now."

"Yeah, let's not waste our time. How could he possibly have a car that is worth more than four million dollars? Does he think that we are fools?"

All the other students were restless.

Yvette was unfazed and said, "My husband said that he would be back soon." She believed Chuck's words, especially because he had looked at her with confidence. She believed that he really left to drive his car back.

"Why do you trust him so much?" Matthew chuckled. A long time had already passed but Chuck had yet to show himself with his car. This could only prove that he was a good-for-nothing.

"Yvette, don't think too much. Let's just get into the car. He's not going to be back," Matthew said with excitement. Was he going to get his hands on Yvette just like that? Awesome! "No, he will be back." Yvette glared at him.

Matthew frowned and wondered why she trusted Chuck so much.

Lincoln said annoyingly, "Trust him all you want, but I'm not going to waste my time here. Let's go..."

Right then, the sound of an engine roaring could be heard from a distance. It sounded as though a wild beast was approaching them.

Yvette subconsciously looked over, and all the students, including Matthew, glanced over in the same direction.

At the entrance of the parking lot, a red car announced its arrival amidst the loud rumbling of the engine. The silent basement was instantly filled with the loud growls of the car approaching as the car drove closer to them. The red metallic surface of the car looked majestic as it lit up the dark night sky with a dash of colour.

This was a sports car!

It was a Porsche 911!

The roar of the engine was exciting.

Vroom!

The car stopped in front of everyone. Then, Chuck stepped out of the car.

Everybody was shocked!

"Porsche 911! This costs at least five million dollars!"

"It's true! Is this really his car?"

Everybody was stunned by the eye-catching sports car in front of them.

Yvette froze. Her eyes widened and she could only gawk at the license plate of the sports car.

She thought Chuck would drive a Rolls-Royce or some similar car over. Never did she expect he would really drive a sports car here. This car was indeed much more expensive than a Land Rover! Furthermore, why was the license plate so familiar?

Yvette felt like she had seen it somewhere before.

Chuck walked over to Matthew and said, "This is my car. It's a little more expensive than yours."