Knowing when to stop, Christopher allowed Isabella and Gordon to enter the venue first while he went to park the car.
Gordon watched as Christopher drove towards the parking lot and let out a disdainful snort. âSuch a hypocrite.â
She glanced at Gordonâs Porsche. âArenât you going to park your car?â
âI can even drive it into the venue.â Gordon boasted arrogantly. Just then, he couldnât help but glance disdainfully at Christopherâs departing figure. âHeâs just pretending. He usually enjoys racing; does he care where he parks his car?â
Hearing that, Isabella stayed silent; she never held Christopher in high regard to begin with.
Gordon massaged his waist, about to complain, when he suddenly noticed her silence. Furrowing his brows, he asked, not too kindly, âYou donât actually think that hypocrite is a gentleman, do you?â
Chapter 127 Sheâs Better Than Luxury Cars She shrugged. âNo.â
é®å½ 84%æ After a snort, he grabbed her hand and led her towards the venue while continuing to criticize Christopher. âHeâs the best at pretending and likes to backstab people. Stay away if you donât want him to take advantage of you.â
Isabella sensed that his words were off and looked puzzled. âDidnât you give him my contact information?â
Gordon stopped in his tracks as if he had heard a colossal joke. âMe?â
She nodded. âYes, he said that when he contacted me.â
After some thought, he then cursed with a disgusted expression. âIt was probably Tyrone and those idiots.â
âHow did they know my contact information?â
His face darkened, and his tone was unfriendly. âI wanted to help you get some business, so I gave them your contact information.â
08:34 Je, 2 Jah Chapter 127 Sheâs Better Than Luxury Cars Touched, she patted him on the shoulder. âYouâre really considerate.â
At once, his expression softened, and he raised an eyebrow. âAre you moved?â
She nodded. âYes.â
âThen be my girlfriend,â Gordon stated bluntly.
Isabella couldnât help but roll her eyes. âI take back what I said.â
Hearing that, he clicked his tongue. âYou were just verbally moved? Whatâs the difference from having a fake girlfriend?â
Resigned, she quickly changed the subject. âEnough of that. Tell me about your conflict with Christopher. It seems like you two have some grudges.â
Gordon evaded her gaze, not answering immediately.
She had a feeling she touched on something he didnât like people to talk about, and she regretted speaking out of turn.
08:34 Tue, 2 Jan M Chapter 127 Sheâs Better Than Luxury Cars Just as they entered the venue, Jonas, still wearing bandages on his head, greeted them with a smile. âMr. Dunkstein, itâs such an honor to have you here.
Thank you for your presence.â
This guy was already plump, and with his face and head swollen from yesterdayâs collision, he looked quite comical.
Gordonâs mood was already bad, and Jonasâ approach happened to block his way. He scanned the other party coldly. âIâm not here to be courteous. No need to be so happy.â
Jonas was rendered speechless.
On the side, Isabellaâs lips twitched; she wanted to laugh but held it back.
Jonasâ face became even more swollen from Gordonâs retort. He tried to say something several times but couldnât find the right words.
After clearing her throat, Isabella intervened. âMr. Stokes, you were just hospitalized yesterday. How did you get discharged so quickly?â
Chapter 127 Sheâs Better Than Luxury Cars âHeâs dedicated to his work.â
Suddenly, Abigail appeared, swaying her hips while holding a champagne glass, presenting herself as if she were attending a high-end ball. She stood beside Jonas but kept casting flirtatious glances at Gordon. âMr. Dunkstein, please donât bother Mr. Stokes too much. If it werenât for welcoming an esteemed guest like you, he would still be in the hospital.â
She was speaking in a sweet and coquettish manner, sounding like she was speaking on behalf of Jonas, but in reality, her gaze was fixed on Gordon.
Gordon usually didnât like this kind of woman, especially those blatantly showing off their intentions. He was about to retort fiercely, but before he could do so, Isabella beat him to it.
âMr. Stokes, Mr. Dunkstein has a straightforward personality. Please donât take it personally.â
Jonas didnât dare to take it personally. Laughing nervously, he continued to flatter Gordon. âI understand. Young people like Mr. Dunkstein with strong personalities surely have their temper.â
Chapter 127 Sheâs Better Than Luxury Cars After that, he turned to the side and made a gesture, inviting them inside.
âThis way, Mr. Dunkstein. Iâve reserved front-row seats for you.â
It wasnât wise to respond to someone showing friendliness with hostility. So, despite his bad mood, Gordon refrained from further retorts. If he continued, it would seem like he was being a bully.
He grabbed Isabellaâs hand and walked past Jonas, swaggering into the exhibition hall.
Isabella looked helpless. This man couldnât care less about offending people, but in the end, she was the one who had to deal with it. Jonas couldnât handle Gordon but had ways to deal with her.
Gordon led her to the exhibition hall, where people were gathered around a newly released McLaren. Beside it, a beautiful car model showcased the aesthetic fusion of humans and cars from various angles.
âIt costs over eight million. Itâs quite expensive,â someone whispered.
Isabella peeked her head and took a look at the car, feeling a bit tempted âDo you like it?â Gordon suddenly asked.
She nodded. âWho wouldnât?â
As he looked at her, he captured a glint of light in her eyes, and his heart stirred. He thought, Whatâs so great about this car and the car model? They are far less appealing than Isabella.
âIâll buy it for you,â he blurted out without even thinking.
Isabella was stunned. Meanwhile, the surrounding crowd who heard that also looked over, curious to see who the generous man was.
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