Chapter 279 The Expensive Car

"If you extend your hand even an inch further, you'll regret it!"

Billy's voice rang out, followed by his appearance alongside Stout within the group's line of sight.

"Huh?" The guy with a crew cut furrowed his brow, turning to look.

"Billy?" Harleen was surprised to see Billy, then her face lit up, and she hurriedly walked towards him.

"Sorry I'm a bit late!" Billy gently smiled, wrapping his arms around his beloved's slender waist. "Are you okay?"

"Hmm." Harleen nestled in Billy's embrace, her face filled with happiness. Now that her husband was here, even if the sky fell, she wouldn't be afraid anymore.

As for why Billy had appeared, with her intelligence, she didn't need to ask; she knew Ava Jones must have called him. Yesterday, after leaving the other company, Ava had insisted on calling Billy, but she had refused because Billy was dealing with important matters in the camp.

"Stout, you've done well." Harleen said with a smile, turning to Stout.

"Ms Knight, you're too kind. I just happened to be touring with Billy in Shenford." Stout grinned.

"Mr Gardner!" Ava Jones approached Billy and greeted him before acknowledging Stout.

"Hello, Ava." Billy replied with a smile.

"Are you done talking?" At this moment, Mick Watts spoke.

as she leaned against Billy, he gnashed his teeth in frustration, feeling like

who hit your face?" Billy ignored him and

him!" Ava Jones pointed her finger at the guy with the crew cut and

Watts and calmly said, "Here's your chance, kneel down, apologize to my wife and Ava, and then give yourselves ten slaps on the face. I'll

burst into laughter again, tears almost

words in over

crew cut pointed at Billy and shouted, "You said not to reach out for this hand, right?

those words, he swiftly moved, grabbed the guy with the crew cut's wrist,

crisp sound echoed, and the guy with the crew cut's entire right arm

his knees, sweating

the hood. "Holy, you've damaged a nice car. How unfortunate." Stout said, looking apologetic as he turned to Mick Watts. "Sir, do you know whose car this is? I'll have to make them pay for it!" "You're asking for trouble!" Mick Watts seethed, turning to the old man. "Dixon, make your

man nodded, raising his hand and attacking Stout. He had decent skills, having reached the perfect stage of

heavily onto the Lamborghini's rear, leaving a

to possess such skills. After falling from the car, the

He stammered

a single palm strike must have a

ruined the car again. You're in big trouble now. I think this car is worth at least a few hundred thousand. You'll have to compensate them!" Stout wore an

that he was about to vomit blood. A car worth tens of millions had somehow become worth only a

couldn't help but burst into

for me, this isn't over!" Mick Watts

I allowing you to

retorted Mick Watts

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