Chapter 23 Ferrari and Taxi

One could attribute it to her low self-confidence, or they could attribute it to the trauma resulting from her bout of getting mocked. Regardless of what it was, all she wanted was to live like ants – to be ordinary, to work hard, and to live without catching anyone’s attention.

“Can’t you just think of me as a taxi driver?” Alfred Whiteburn said with a smile and a pleading look on his face.

“Mr. Whiteburn, you’re driving a Ferrari, not a taxi.”

At that very moment, Jessica felt that Alfred needed to learn about the real world more than she did.

“Wait a moment.”

Alfred pushed open the door and went down the car. He then hailed a taxi and threw the keys to his Ferrari to the taxi driver.

“This Ferrari for your taxi. We’ll do the ownership transfer tomorrow, but I’ll want your car now. Will you take up the offer?”

“Of course, of course!”

The taxi driver nodded fervently, thrilled by his sudden good luck. He immediately got out of his car to drive the Ferrari.

On the other hand, Alfred drove the taxi and stopped it in front of Jessica. He then smiled at her dotingly. “Now it’s a taxi.”

Jessica took a deep breath before an exasperated smile grew on her lips.

send you home. That’s

for her like a

were at Cerulean, and she did

Ferrari for a taxi just to send a cripple home?” Jessica asked expressionlessly as she

“That’s enough.”

engine and drove to an alley

be getting off here. I don’t wish for you to see

“All right.”

not insist on his way. Instead, he opened the door for Jessica before turning

the children were asleep. Jessica realized that Monica had

the cheeks of each and every one of her children, she went to

to Cerulean. There were only seven days left, and she was still 150 thousand dollars short. Jessica had to come

she exited her neighborhood, she spotted a man in a white suit

expensive custom-made suit was certainly no cheaper than the car he was

man be

greeted, walking toward her when he saw her approaching

uttered, “Mr. Whiteburn, I’m no young girl, and you’re no young boy. Don’t you

quickly,” Alfred raised his and interrupted. At the same

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