His Lordship Alexander Kane

Alexander narrowed his eyes and pointed at the phone number stuck on the Bentley’s windscreen. “Call him and get him to move his car.”

The guard complied and dialed the phone number. “Sir, your car is blocking the neighborhood's entrance,” he said politely. “Could you

come and move it?” Of course, the guard was no inexperienced person. He was mature in age and knew who he could offend and who he could not.

“I'm a little busy here! I’m just stopping for a while. The poor will just have to wait!” Tyron hung up, smiling smugly. This was the effect he wanted. He was in a poorer neighborhood, and no one would dare to cross him.

His Bentley cost about 300,000 dollars. No one would dare to touch it. They would just have to wait! The security guard looked at Alexander and said helplessly, “The car owner told us to wait.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow. He finally got a chance to get closer to his In-laws. It was difficult for them to have a chance to have dinner together, yet they bumped into such a trivial matter.

It was only a stupid Bentley!

Amber, who was sitting by the passenger seat next to Alexander, shook her head. “How rude of that Bentley owner! Alex, should we geta

taxi?”

No one could do anything to such a prideful person.

“It's fine. We don’t have to go out today. I'll go cook a few dishes. That'll be quite alright, too.” Susanne persuaded Alexander. “No need. I’ve already booked the restaurant. It’s your day of rest, Mom. We'll have dinner outside.”

Then, Alexander’s gaze turned sharp. He slammed on the gas pedal.

“Alex, no!” Amber yelled frantically.

Slam!

The brand new million-dollar Porsche slammed into the silver Bentley. The Bentley shook, and the hood was instantly flattened. “You're crazy, Alex!” sputtered Amber flusteredly.

They have just bought a new car a few days ago. How could he treat the car that way? Not only that, but he also crashed into another person’s car—and an expensive one, no less. They would have to fork out a lot of money as compensation!

Alexander said calmly, “We're having our first family dinner outing. No one can spoil our night.”

Then, Alexander reversed his car and slammed into the Bentley repeatedly.

After a couple of rounds, the Bentley was slammed to the side. With that, the Porsche could finally move forward.. The security guard looked baffled as his Jaw slackened. He felt like he was about to have an aneurysm.

He had never encountered such a situation.

Who would be so gutsy to run into another person’s car? Moreover, it was a Bentley that they crashed!

The security guard shone his flashlight on the car. The engine was all smashed up, the water tank was leaking, and oil was dripping all over the place. The hood of the car was a disaster.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Onlookers felt like their eyes were bulging as they watched on. Many took their phones, recorded the scene, and uploaded it online. Even after Alexander had left, comments on the matter continued to circulate.

[How terrifying! The cars looked new. How could they be so violent?]

[The Bentley’s owner must be trying to show off, but he didn’t know he bumped into a bad—tempered man. The perpetrator is a rich one, too! This was fun to watch!]

(Can't wait to see the reaction when the Bentley's owner sees what happened to his car!] +15 BONUS

Most of the social media users were saying how the Bentley’s owner failed to show off his car and was instead taught a lesson by a Porsche. Many of them who experienced such an incident before cheered for Alexander.

Amber, Susanne, and Patrick in the car were stunned. Their hearts were pounding wildly. Their faces flushed.

“A-Alex, you were too reckless,” Patrick felt sorry for the car. They had just bought it back for two days. How could Alexander wreck it ona

whim? “This car is so expensive. I’m sure it'll cost a lot to repair it, right?” Susanne slowly came to her senses.

Amber said nothing. She only looked at Alex grumpily.

“We won't need to repair it. We'll just get a new one tomorrow,” Alexander replied calmly. The others were shocked. They really had no idea who Alexander was anymore.

A few minutes later, Tyron, his daughter, and his sister Cecile walked over to the gate of the neighborhood. Cecile was Susanne’s neighbor; the same one who always made a point to harass Susanne and belittle her.

“lm a high-level manager at the bank right now, Cecile. My salary more than doubled. | just bought a new luxurious car!”

“A luxurious car? My neighbor also just bought one. It was called a Porsche or something. Apparently, it costs about a hundred grand!”

“Tsk. A hundred-grand Porsche is nothing. My Bentley costs double! The Porsche is trash compared to my Bentley!” Tyron said smugly.

He fished his keys out of his pocket and pressed on his button. He realized his car did not make a sound or light up.

Wait a minute. His car was missing!

Startled, Tyron ran toward the gate. Could it have been towed away by the police?

He kept pressing the unlock button on the key as he finally arrived at the gate. It was at that moment that he saw a dim light. The security guard was looking at the car with his flashlight, tutting and muttering to himself.

“My car...” Tyron finally saw the state of his car under the flashlight. He was so furious that he passed out on the spot.