Chapter 196 - Miranda on a Date

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After Clarence left Thirteen Hall, he drove to meet Johnson.

Johnson pointed at a private room in the hall. “Master Howard, they’re in there. Look.”

Clarence frowned and looked over. Indeed, he saw Miranda sitting with Tom, the young man he met last night. 

He was also the person who had smashed Clarence’s Lamborghini Veneno.

They were laughing as they talked, and they seemed to be having a good time.

Clarence walked over, appearing in front of the two of them.

“Clarence, why are you here?” Miranda stood up. She looked surprised and panicked.

Clarence wanted to explain himself when a figure suddenly appeared next to him. The figure pointed at Clarence’s nose and scolded, “Clarence, what are you doing now? I’ve finally found a date for Miranda, so why are you here? Do you have to ruin Miranda’s date?”

Clarence frowned. “Date? What date? I’m here to make him pay.” Clarence pointed at Tom.

Peony had a look of dissatisfaction on her face. “Pay? What money could Tom possibly owe you? Clarence, you’re so bad at making up lies.”

Then, she suddenly became earnest. “As Miranda’s ex-husband, you should want the best for her. Tom is a good man, and he’s educated, so he’s definitely a good future partner for Miranda.

“Didn’t you already start a relationship with Cecilia? Why are you still all over Miranda?”

After learning that Clarence had 20 billion dollars, Peony had desperately wanted Clarence and Miranda to get married again.

However, after Tom, who had better qualifications, showed up, she changed her mind again.

To Peony, even though Clarence had 20 billion dollars, he was uncultured.

After he blew the 20 billion and had no more money, he would go back to become penniless sooner or later.

Tom was different. He came from a big family in Gold City and had tens of billions of dollars in assets. He was educated and cultured, so he could always improve himself as a person.

After comparing Tom and Clarence, the winner was obvious.

That was why her attitude toward Clarence changed so often.

Miranda frowned. “Clarence, stop fooling around, okay?”

Clarence was amused. “You also think I’m fooling around?”

Miranda was confident. “Aren’t you? Wasn’t the attitude you had in Thirteen Hall that day enough? I’ve taken so many steps back, but you still pretend you can’t see them. Don’t you have any idea? If you want to be with Cecilia, I won’t stop you.”

The woman raised her voice. “However, don’t stop me from pursuing my own happiness!”

Clarence laughed. “Fine, I won’t stop you from pursuing your own happiness.”

He pointed at Tom. “However, this kid smashed my car. I’ll leave immediately after he gives me the repair fees.”

Peony yelled, “See, I told you you’re just a little loser! Do you think you’re untouchable just because you’ve got 20 billion dollars now? Tom has no beef with you, so why would he smash your car? Could your excuse get any lamer?”

Suddenly, Tom, who had been watching by the sidelines, laughed. “He’s right, I did smash his car.”

“Huh?” Peony was stunned.

She thought Clarence was just here to make a scene. She had not expected Tom to have actually smashed his car.

Clarence nodded. “Okay, it’s good that you’re admitting to it. I’m not unreasonable, so I’ll tell you that the repair fee is 285 million. This is the receipt from the dealer.”

Clarence took the receipt out of his pocket.

Tom did not even look at it. “I smashed your car, but I didn’t say I’d pay for it.”

Peony pressed her lips together. “What car is it? Why is it so expensive? Is it a Rolls Royce or a top-of-the-range Bentley? I don’t think the manufacturing cost of the president’s bulletproof car would even be 200 million, yet you’re asking for more than 200 million now?

“Clarence, I don’t want to nag you, but have you gone crazy from your desperation to get rich?”

Clarence laughed faintly. “It’s not just a good car, it’s just a top-of-the-range Lamborghini Veneno. There are only three of them here.

“Its landing price is 100 million, and after adding in the procedural fees and taxes, the cost is 130 million. This is the picture the dealer sent me. The windshield is all smashed up, the paint has all been scratched off, and the engine is completely ruined. The initial estimation for the repair fee is 285 million.”

Clarence took out his phone and displayed the photo.

“It is a Lamborghini Veneno!”

Peony was shocked when she saw the photo. “Is this the one Mr. Cooke lost to you that time in First Pavilion?”

Peony’s hometown was Beth City, and she was considered to be someone inside its inner circle. She knew it was easy to buy a luxury car, but its repairs would always be hell.

It was normal for a repair to be double the price of the car itself.

Peony widened her eyes. “Clarence, you’re so rich, so why do you still care about this car? I think we should just let it be. I don’t think Tom meant to smash the car. Plus, you already have 20 billion, so why do you care so much about 100 million or 200 million? You can’t be so petty,” Peony murmured.

Clarence was so mad he actually felt amused. What the hell was that kind of reasoning?

Just because someone had money, they should treat money like dirt?

It was right and reasonable for someone to have to pay for something they smashed at full price.

Tom said, “Why are you spewing so much rubbish? Didn’t you understand me? I said I smashed your car, but I won’t pay for it!”

He sounded extremely arrogant with each word he said.

Johnson had been silent this entire time, but now, he could no longer stand it. He was enraged. He charged forward to lift Tom up by his collar. “Kid, do you think you’re such a bad*ss? You’re not paying? Do you think this is Gold City? Look around properly. This is Mediterranean CIty. If you smash my brother’s car, you have to pay for it. If not, I’ll make you regret it!”

“Oh? Regret it?” Suddenly, a cold voice was heard. Johnson turned around and saw a man in a tunic suit walking over heroically.

He had his hands behind his back, and he looked prestigious.

He looked like a leader who possessed a very strong aura.

There were about twenty or thirty people behind the man.

They were dressed in either suits or uniforms. They looked very powerful.

“I want to see how you’re going to make the Cox family regret this.”

Tom pushed Johnson’s hand away carefreely and smiled at the man in the tunic suit. “Uncle, didn’t you say you’d arrive tomorrow? Why are you here now?”

“I needed to take care of some things, so I came sooner.” The man nodded.

His eyes were sharp as he scanned Clarence and the gang. “What happened?”

Tom smirked. “It’s nothing, I just smashed a car. Then, its owner came here to ask me for compensation. I refused to give it to him.”

The man in the tunic suit frowned and scolded, “You have to pay up if you’ve smashed someone else’s things. We have the money.”

“You’re right, uncle.” Tom grinned and nodded.

Anyone could tell that these two were putting up an act.

The man in the tunic suit changed the subject. “What I want to know more about now is who said that the Cox family would regret it.”

Clarence took a step forward. “You will regret this, and you’ll regret it today..”