After finishing their meal, James and Tailsa headed to the Porsche dealership to pick up her car.
They arrived at the 4S dealership in Jay Johnson's car.
From afar, Perla saw a domestic SUV pulling in but didn't pay it much attention.
It wasn't until the window rolled down, revealing James's face, that she broke into a radiant smile and rushed over to greet them.
"Lord King, you're here!"
"Yes, is the car ready?" James asked casually.
"It's been fully inspected. I'll take you to the handover ceremony now," Perla said with a smile, leading the way.
"There's a ceremony?" James asked, surprised.
"Yes, we have some small gifts prepared for you. We hope you'll like them," Perla replied with a smile.
"Alright, lead the way," James said, nodding.
Tailsa, who was also buying a car for the first time, was even more thrilled to hear about the handover ceremony.
Clasping James's arm, she followed Perla excitedly.
They arrived at the delivery showroom.
A flamboyant red convertible was parked in the center, adorned with balloons and flowers, a giant red bow on the hood.
A display screen above read:
Congratulations to Ms. Tailsa on acquiring the Porsche 911 Turbo S. Wishing you joy and happiness.
Four different colored bottles of champagne were arranged on a table, along with a flower box containing the car keys.
The dealership staff stood in two rows, holding confetti cannons to celebrate.
A professional-looking photographer stood in front of the car, gesturing for James and Tailsa to pose for a commemorative photo.
As the confetti cannons exploded, a photo was taken, capturing Tailsa leaning against James in front of the Porsche.
The picture was beautiful, and Tailsa's mood was equally beautiful.
Overwhelmed with joy, she couldn't stop showering James with kisses.
[System Alert: Tailsa's Affection Level +3]
James smiled faintly.
Last night's display of affection had earned him another 3 affection points from Tailsa.
Now, with the additional points from picking up the car, he was just one step away from reaching the 80-point threshold for the cashback.
But he wasn't focused on Tailsa's cashback anymore. His main concern was reaching 100 affection points to unlock her super strength.
After all, without a strong core, he wouldn't be able to withstand the onslaught of these enchanting women.
"Ms. Evans, would you like me to give you a detailed introduction to the car's features?" Perla asked, following protocol.
"Yes, please," Tailsa agreed eagerly, still unsure of how to operate the convertible top.
Perla summoned a trainee salesperson, instructing her to sit in the passenger seat and explain everything thoroughly to Tailsa in the driver's seat.
With nothing else to do, James wandered over to the adjacent showroom to look at other Porsche models.
He was thinking of getting a better car for himself too.
Perla followed him, smiling. "Lord King, please come this way. I'll make you some tea. They might need some time."
Since there was no rush to buy a car, James followed the attractive saleswoman into the VIP lounge and sat down on a sofa.
"What would you like to drink, Lord King? Black tea or green tea? We also have coffee and other beverages," Perla said, casually tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and bending over slightly, her voice soft and gentle.
Her smart business attire revealed a hint of cleavage.
James took a discreet glance, marveling at her ample bosom.
"Anything is fine."
Perla thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll make you an oolong tea."
James nodded in agreement, then casually added,
"And maybe add a couple of goji berries."
Perla teased, "Haha, Lord King, you're so young, and you're already focusing on your health?"
James chuckled. "Everyone starts caring about their health eventually."
Perla instructed a staff member to prepare the tea and then boldly sat down next to James, her voice soft and alluring.
"Lord King, you look a bit tired. I happen to know a head massage technique. Would you like me to help you relax?"
James was intrigued. He had never had a massage before.
"Oh? You have that skill too?"
"Haha, I have many skills. I've studied dance, yoga, cooking, flower arranging..."
Seeing that James didn't object, Perla gently placed her hands on his shoulders, guided his upper body, and carefully helped him recline until his head rested on her lap.
James was taken aback by her boldness. He had assumed she would massage him while standing.
He hadn't expected her to lay him down on her lap.
He was about to say something when he felt her delicate fingers pressing against his jawline, gently rubbing towards his temples.
Unable to speak with her fingers on his face, James felt a tingling sensation where she touched him.
Looking up, his view was completely filled by her ample chest; he couldn't even see her face.
Inhaling her unique fragrance, James felt a stirring of desire.
But he had too many women waiting for him to waste his energy on a woman who offered no rewards.
Every intimate encounter had the potential to increase a girl's affection.
James silently recited a calming mantra, closed his eyes, and simply enjoyed the massage.
Perla's fingers lingered on his face for a long time, as if she were petting a cat.
Then, using her thumbs to press against his head and her middle and ring fingers to gently massage his scalp, she said with a smile,
"I also know full-body massages that can help relieve muscle tension and daily fatigue. If you have time, Lord King, you can come to my place and try it out."
James adjusted his head on her lap, finding a more comfortable position, and replied nonchalantly,
"I'll let you know when I'm free."
Perla's heart fluttered with hope, thinking she still had a chance. She smiled sweetly and said,
"Alright, I'll wait for your call, Lord King."
James closed his eyes, relaxing.
Perla, being smart, didn't disturb him further and continued with the head massage silently.
Noticing her skilled hands and attentiveness, James considered buying another car from her and asked,
"Do you have any cars that are more high-end and luxurious?"
"Are you buying for yourself, Lord King? Then I recommend our most popular model, the Porsche Cayenne. It's very popular and well-liked by women," Perla suggested.
"I don't like the headlights; they look like a frog's eyes. Plus, those cars are usually driven by players, which doesn't suit my style," James said dismissively.
"Hmm... how about the Panamera? It's low-key, luxurious, and very classy," Perla offered.
Porsches were too flashy and youthful, better suited for driving than being chauffeured in.
If he had Jay Johnson drive him around in a sports car, people might think he was gay.
The kept man of a powerful CEO?
The thought was horrifying.
James rejected the suggestion outright.
"Never mind, I prefer something like a Rolls-Royce Phantom, with a soft and spacious back seat."
He was more inclined towards the kind of car Amanda's boss droveâstepping out of the back, head held high with an air of importance.
"Wow, Lord King, you're so young and already able to afford a Rolls-Royce. That's amazing!"
Perla's eyes lit up. A Rolls-Royce Phantom cost over ten million yuan; it was a car for the ultra-rich.
She really wanted to smother this wealthy tycoon in her embrace.