Chapter 19 Poorer Than Me

Gwendolyn tried to locate her car by pressing the unlock button on the car key on each level of the parking lot.

Twenty minutes later, she finally found her new car.

While looking at the turquoise–painted car, she rubbed her chin and tutted. Although this car is an old model, it is pleasant to look at and practical. Most importantly, its color is… flashy! I like it!

She could not wait to drive the new car.

Suddenly, a woman’s shrill voice was heard from behind her. “Oh my, isn’t this our amazing Ms. Shalders? Let me see what car you drive.”

Smiling, Suzanna shuffled close to take a look. After checking out Gwendolyn’s car, she curled her lips in disdain. “I thought it would be some fancy car, but it turned out to be a mere Volkswagen Santana. Why didn’t you buy a good car to reward yourself when you’ve become a director, Ms. Shalders?”

However, Gwendolyn was not at all bothered by her comment. “Car is just for transportation. Its practicality is what matters to me,” she replied with a smile.

Suzanna rolled her eyes in response. Practicality, my foot. It sounds impressive and all, but I bet it’s just an excuse. At the end of the day, it’s merely because she’s poor.

her ego was boosted, causing the frustration she received from Gwendolyn in the morning to dissipate. Anyway, at least this

were close to each other. “Ms. Shalders, I just got a new car recently. Would you mind checking it out for

reply, she brought her to a

glance, the design looked good. However, it was not practical to

Shalders, this is probably your first time seeing this type of sports car, right? It is

hearing that, Gwendolyn knitted her brows. How

Suzanna assumed her remark had agitated her, so she lifted her chin proudly. “No offense, but you ought not to drive a shabby car since you’re a director. Celebrities will often come back to visit an entertainment company like Angle Corporation. Your cheap car is a dishonor to

her light makeup and red lips,

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can’t even differentiate between a Z4 and a

words dumbfounded Suzanna, who stared back at

toward the back of Suzanna’s BMW before grabbing the latter’s hand to touch the exhaust

you

Suzanna’s hand before the latter’s eyes. “Take a close look at it. The stain on the exhaust pipe is old. If

out a wet tissue to clean her hand. “What do you mean by that?” she questioned

ago, the Z4. Besides, it’s a used car with the most basic specs, which costs at most

head. “No way! It can’t possibly be a secondhand Z4! You’re speaking ill of my car on

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