CHAPTER 159
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The moment the security guard announced the dent in the Valkyrie, a ripple of tension swept through the showroom. Everyone looked at one another, awkward anticipation brewing in the air. The staff who had mocked Javier moments ago glanced at him with barely concealed glee, convinced fate had delivered the final punchline.

Trevor smirked. “Told you. Can’t fake class.”

The receptionist giggled, trying to cover her mouth.

Marshall DuVernay folded his arms, his amusement thinly veiled. “Well, Mr. Everhart, looks like the universe just tested your claim.”

But Javier didn’t flinch.

He slowly turned around, his eyes calm and controlled.

“I’ll handle it,” Javier said to the security guard.

The guard nodded. “Please come with me, sir.”

Javier followed him out, his leather boots echoing with each measured step on the marble tiles. A few staff trailed behind, eager to watch the humiliation unfold. Marshall didn’t bother to hide his curiosity. He followed too.

Outside, in the pristine parking are
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