The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The group of people was squeezing their heads to see what was going on.

They wanted so badly to see who that nouveau riche was. 100 BMW

and polite to him. He kept on nodding and bowing. He only stopped until he escorted the man into a BMW X8

take a closer look. “I can’t see him. Who is that? He’s so rich. Why didn’t he buy the bikes from us?” someone grumbled. Indeed, 100 BMW motorcycles would easily cost a few million. He was basically giving away money. “I remember now. Is it the one who we chased out just now? Didn’t he want to buy 100

everyone fell silent. Isabelle’s

afford those. No way! “Yeah, I support Isabelle. You guys were not around when it happened. His clothing was so shabby-looking. If he really had the money to buy 100 BMWs, why didn’t he buy from us?” The salesperson stood next to Isabelle and supported her. However, they forgot that they were the ones who kicked him out. Everyone started laughing and making sarcastic remarks. After the crowd dispersed, they went back to do their own things. However, Isabelle felt horrible. After all, it was 100 BMWs. Their neighbor must be hanging up a banner

get his bikes. After all, BMW would not deliver 100 bikes here instantly. She was standing at the only road that led to the shop. She would definitely be able to spot that nouveau riche from here. She only had one chance. She had to grasp it tightly. At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind her. “Belle, what