Eighty eight

Cherry and her boyfriend's mouths were wide open in shock. It was as if they could fit a whole light bulb in their mouths.

After a brief pause, Cherry came to her senses and yelled angrily, "Who the hell are you trying to deceive, Dylan? Do we look like fools? How can a low-life pauper like you afford such a car, ah? You're probably just a valet or a chauffeur or you probably borrowed it from someone! Do you really think I'm an idiot?!"

Her boyfriend was cocky as well. "Yeah, you do have the guts to make a bluff with someone else's car. You can as well say you own this pub or claim you're the president of the country! Look at the bruises on your face, it's probably those lies that got you beaten up to this miserable extent."

Cherry burst out laughing since she has also been wondering about it. He probably got into a pretty big fight.

Just then, after getting informed that there was an argument outside her pub, the general manager of the pub came out and she saw Dylan. She was surprise