Of Course, It Is Mine

[Chapter 131]

After saying that, Gerald walked up to the car to take a look.

He would be lying if he said that he wasn't distressed at the sight of his broken car at all.

Moreover, what could he possibly do now? What has happened, has happened. Plus it was Mila's grandmother's birthday banquet today.

If he demanded them to pay for the damages incurred, what would it make Mila look like?

Besides that, it was also have been too embarrassing.

Out of no choice, he was left to bottle his bitter sufferings in silence.

And with that, Gerald could only ask them to carry on whatever they were doing. He could perhaps later on drive his car to the 4S shop to fix the damages.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think that everything will be okay just because you say that it's okay?"

"Those who don't know any better would actually think that you are actually Mr. Crawford from Mayberry Commercial Street.

Let's only talk about all these when you finally reach that point in life!"

"Exactly! If we leave right now, then this will definitely be treated as a hit-and-run case. Adding on to that, we'll have to bear a very huge responsibility because this would be a case that costs so much money! How can you have no legal consciousness at all!"

A group of Mila's cousins, aunts and uncles immediately began mocking Gerald.

Irene grabbed this opportunity to add to the flames, "He is just a country bumpkin who does not know anything at all. So, how can you talk about legal consciousness with him?"

"Right okay, let's not talk about him anymore. He can't be of any help anyway. We might as well use all of our efforts to see if we can use any of our connections to resolve this matter instead."

Rita glanced at Gerald faintly before she fixed her attention back to the topic of the car.

"Rita is right. Since it has already happened, escaping is not a solution. Ah! If we really have no choice, then I will contact Mr.

Logan from the Bureau of Commerce. Back then, your grandfather had a very close relationship with him. Perhaps, he might know the identity of this young man!"

The old lady replied.

Many people started whipping out their cell phones to call their own contacts.

Kenneth did not want to be outdone. He wanted to see if he could use his connections to find out more about the owner of the car.

Gerald shook his head wryly.

If this continued, everyone would be placed in a very awkward situation.

Ugh!

Gerald sighed before he took out his car key.

Beep! Beep!

Two beeps.

The lights started flashing.

"Ahh?"

All of them were taken aback.

They then saw Gerald slowly walking forward.

He pressed a button again.

There were two buzzing sounds.

The Lamborghini made a mechanical sound and the sunroof opened automatically, as it folded into a kind of roadster.

Gerald picked up a bottle of mineral water from the driver's seat.

He was really thirsty.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he wiped his mouth before he said, "I've already told you, that it's no big deal. You can go and get busy with your own plans."

No one replied to Gerald at all. Instead, he was greeted with a pin-drop silence.

Smack!

Kenneth was just about to make a phone call when his cell phone fell to the ground because he did not hold it firmly in his hand.

Glup!

Kyle and his girlfriend could only swallow their saliva.

Irene started breathing rapidly as her mouth gapped slightly, indicating the intense shock she was feeling at that very moment.

Rita was standing next to Gerald. A confused look ran all over her face before she slowly looked at Gerald in surprise.

The old lady was also stunned.

Everyone was flabbergasted.

"This car…belongs to Gerald?"

No one knew who broke the silence first.

More so, that person who spoke out captured everyone else's inner consternation with much precision.

Mila was also very surprised and she asked, "Gerald, this car is yours?"

"Of course, it is mine. Didn't I tell you earlier that I'll be bringing you out for a drive one of these days?"

Gerald replied.

Mila remembered now.

It was the day of the driving test. When Gerald was sending her back to her dormitory, he said that he would drive her around in a luxury car soon.

Back then, she replied that she would be waiting then!

And as for Gerald, he then told her that he was actually a rich second generation.

To that statement, she playfully responded, "Mr. Crawford, I would be waiting for that day to come."

Mila was simply joking around to play along with Gerald's joke back then.

Who would've thought that seeing Gerald open his Lamborghini sports car's door right in front of her eyes, Mila felt as though she was dreaming.

"Gerald, is this car really yours? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!!"

Irene finally came to her senses and she felt her cheeks were sore and started acting up hysterically.

Gerald, you are nothing but a pathetic jerk. A pathetic jerk who won a small prize.

How could you possibly afford to buy such an expensive car?