"William, where do you get the audacity to say that? Everyone here but Crystal can't stand you. If it comes to a fight, it'll be all of us ganging up on you! Stop acting tough!" Pablo snapped.
As the conversation heated up, everyone began to argue.
These young scions had clearly disliked me for a while and had been looking for an opportunity to pick a fight, especially Joshua. His gaze had been unusual since he first laid eyes on me.
Seizing the moment, he continued to provoke me.
Emma suddenly ran over just as I clenched my fists, barely holding back my frustration. "Which one of you ordered a Porsche directly from the headquarters? They've arrived and are ready to deliver it!"
Everyone froze at her words.
A Porsche sports car order?
They looked around at each other, silently searching for the answer. No one had ordered a sports car. But soon, all their eyes turned to me. After all, I had just called the Porsche headquarters to have a car delivered.
"Could it be him?"
"Was that call real?"
"Impossible! It must have been a mistake."
"Yeah! Maybe someone from the Morgan family ordered it by chance."
Crystal glanced at me, then quickly turned to Emma. "Mom, have the Porsche staff bring the car in. While we're admiring it, we can also find out who's so extravagant that they had the Porsche headquarters send a car here."
Emma smiled and nodded. "Sure. I just told your grandmother. She was confident that it was Mr. Vega. It seems like it's not."
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