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Chapter 188 No Big Deal to Buy This Car
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Mark sat back down at the desk once again, satisfied with the outcome of this lesson he had delivered to the fools who dared to make his wife sad.

He flipped through the Lamborghini purchase documentation with an indifferent look, as if he were reading a mere electricity bill.

But if James had read carefully, he would have noticed that Mark had not financed the car in 120 installments of R$ 35,000.00.

Mark had bought the car IN FULL.

Moreover, the payment had already been made.

Mark had managed to get a discount, but still, nobody besides Lord Ferro would have the means to purchase the car like that, paying in one go.

James was so stunned that he hadn't realized this, only wanting to rid himself of the purchase of a car he wouldn't get to enjoy!

******

After making him wait for nearly an hour, Briana finally appeared in the living room to talk to her father.

Her expression was uninviting, and her posture was not what one would expect from a host.

"Good afternoon, daughter."

"I hope yo
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