Chapter 6


    Helen had already set one foot into the ord when she suddenly saw Matthew opening the door of


    the Maybach and she froze, while James and Liam were also wide-eyed. Matthew had actually


    borrowed this Maybach which was worth no less than five million? H-How is this possible?


    The scene was awkward as everyone stared at Matthew as he sat in the driver’s seat, who called out


    to them through the open window, “It’s gettingte now. Let’s go quickly.”


    It was then that Helen caught up on the situation, gave her husband a look and they both immediately


    got out of the ord. One must be kidding to choose an ord over a Maybach! Would picking up


    Sasha in an ord make her look good? Well, that depended on what was thepetition! Compared


    to a Maybach, the difference was between Heaven and Earth!


    Dumbstruck, Liam stood rooted on the same spot and didn’t recover from his surprise for a long time.


    Soon after that, while they were seated in the car, Helen looked around the interior with curiosity and


    envy. Although she had no knowledge whatsoever about automobiles, she could tell that this was an


    extravagant vehicle.


    It was extremelyfortable to rx on the genuine leather seats, making her feel as if she was


    enjoying first-ss services of an aircraft, with many adjustable functions which she had never seen


    before.


    The ambient lights were adjusted to just the right settings. While they were traveling on the road, it was


    so quiet without any external noises that one could even hear a pin drop. More importantly, the ride


    was incredibly smooth. Even when the surface of the road was uneven, those seated inside couldn’t


    even feel the slightest bump. This was truly a luxury car!


    Of course, James had more knowledge when it came to automobiles. From just one look, he could tell


    that this vehicle was way more expensive than his father’s! After keeping his silence for a long while,


    he finally couldn’t help but ask, “Matthew, where did you get this car from?”


    Helen turned to look at Matthew. They both knew Matthew’s situation very well; it was rare for him to


    even have a friend who actually owned a car, so where did he borrow this luxury car from?


    “I borrowed it from a friend,” Matthew replied softly.


    “What friend? What’s his name?” asked James hurriedly.


    “You don’t know him.” That was all Matthew replied.


    James pressed on with a few more questions, but Matthew merely gave him very curt replies, which


    disappointed James a little. From James’ conclusion, this friend of Matthew’s didn’t seem like an


    honorable person at all. Or else, he wouldn’t be so secretive about it.


    “Matthew, a person should live an upright life. It’s not a terrifying thing to be poor, but what’s more


    terrifying is to live an empty life!” James said in the end nonchntly, then he shut his eyes and


    stopped speaking.


    Helen could vaguely understand what her husband meant and she cast Matthew another look of


    contempt.


    When they reached the airport, it didn’t take them long before a group of people came out and a


    woman was especially eye-catching among them. In a white blouse underneath a ck jacket with a


    pencil skirt, she was dressed in a standard business attire. With skin as fair as snow and a great figure,


    half of her face was behind herrge sunnies, while the other exposed half was so delicately shaped


    that it made people envious.


    This was Matthew’s wife, Sasha Cunningham, who was once the number one beauty in Eastcliff! But


    now, there was an overdressed young man next to her. From the Armani clothes he was wearing to the


    Patek Phillipe watch on his wrist, it clearly showed that he came from an extraordinarily rich family.


    Francis Cooper was the name of this young man, who was also the heir to the Cooper Family in


    Eastcliff.


    Francis had been wooing Sasha since a few years ago and often told people that he would win her


    over one day. It came as a surprise that they both came back on the same flight and were even walking


    together, which stung Matthew’s heart even more, but James and Helen were already weing them.


    “Oh dear, Young Master Cooper! I’m so sorry to trouble you to take care of Sasha!” Helen eximed


    with a pleasing smile, thinking that their family would definitely be able to make aeback if Sasha


    were to marry Francis. A look of contempt shed on her face again when shepared the shabby


    clothes that Matthew was wearing; a vast difference stood between him and Francis like night and day.


    So what if he could borrow a luxury car? For Francis’ family, buying a Maybach was like buying a toy.


    Moreover, it would belong to themselves, so how could that bepared to a borrowed car?


    Francis smiled faintly. “Mrs. Cunningham, you’re too kind. It is my pleasure!”


    Standing next to them, Matthew’s heart thumped a little harder as he listened. This voice sounded very


    familiar—wasn’t this the same voice as the man who answered Sasha’s callst night? At this moment,


    Matthew’s heart turned cold. He thought, So my wife was spending the night before with this man in the


    same room?


    While her parents were still chatting away with Francis, Sasha came over to Matthew with a stoic face.


    “Let’s go home. I’m tired!” she said in a cold voice without even a single look at Matthew. It was as if he


    didn’t exist to her at all.


    “My goodness, Sasha, why are you in such a hurry? It isn’t easy to meet Young Master Cooper, so let’s


    chat a little more with him!” Helen said.


    Ignoring her, Sasha tossed her luggage to Matthew and walked away. Matthew gritted his teeth when


    he almost wanted to throw it to the side, but he managed to suppress it in the end. He was still unsure


    about what exactly happenedst night. Even if he wanted to blow his top, he first had to find out about


    everything!


    As he trailed behind her quietly, Francis came to chase after Shasha unexpectedly. “I’ll give you a lift,


    Sasha!” He grinned and continued, “I just bought a Ferrari, so why don’t youe for a test drive with


    me?”


    “Ferrari?” Helen eximed in shock. “That’s not a cheap car! How much did you spend on it?”


    “Not that much. It’s just a little more than seven million.” He gave them a faint smile. “I happened to


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    earn some extra money on myst project, so I bought a car as a reward for myself.”


    “Young Master Cooper, you’re a promising youth indeed! How admirable that you’re already an


    outstanding businessman at such a young age!” Helen sighed and cast Matthew a cold look as she


    thought to herself, The difference between Francis and Matthew is simply too great.


    Lowering her voice, Helen asked, “Sasha, why don’t you take Young Master Cooper’s ride and talk


    about business on the way?”


    While Sasha didn’t reply, Francis smiled as he spoke, “That’s right, Sasha. Recently, ourpany is


    considering an investment in the medical sector. We can talk about that while we head home!”


    Meanwhile, as they were chatting, they were slowly approaching the exit when a fiery red sports car


    was seen parked right outside, attracting attention and turning many heads. Next to it stood a young


    man, who dashed over at the sight of Francis. “Young Master Cooper, here is your car!”


    Taking over the key, Francis went over and opened the car door, gesturing with a smile like a


    gentleman for Sasha to hop on. “Please, Miss Cunningham.”


    The girls around cast Sasha with looks of envy; there weren’t many who would reject the gentlemanly


    act of a rich man with a luxury car. Helen edged on. “Go ahead, Sasha. Don’t keep Young Master


    Cooper waiting.”


    But Sasha seemed hesitant, as though she was thinking about it, and Matthew’s heart wrenched. He


    thought, Sasha Cunningham, I as your husband came all the way here to pick up personally, but are


    you now hesitating whether or not to hop onto another man’s car? Shouldn’t you be mindful of your


    actions now that you are the wife of someone else?


    Seeing that Sasha was indecisive, Francis grinned at Matthew and asked, “Matthew, I guess you


    wouldn’t mind if Sasha and I were to leave together for some business discussions, would you?”


    Matthew remained silent as he dragged the luggage with him and ced it into the car boot of the


    Maybach.


    Sasha couldn’t help but be surprised, and after giving it a thought, she let out a sigh and shook her


    head helplessly. “Young Master Cooper, I’m sorry but I’d like to go home with my family. We’ll discuss


    this business opportunity the next time!”


    Seated in the car, Matthew clenched his palms into fists and was also thinking about the situation in his


    mind. If Sasha had really gotten into that car, it would mean the end of their marriage and the end of


    everything. However, she chose not to hop into Francis’ car. Would he still be able to save their


    marriage?


    Still, Matthew couldn’t help but feel another pang of pain in his heart as he stared at her cold face,


    thinking, Is it such an agonizing experience for you to return home with me? If I didn’t show up, would


    you be returning to Francis’ home instead?


    This infuriated the young man next to Francis. “Damn it, that Larson dude is nothing but a worthless


    man who relies on his wife. How dare he show you no respect! Just wait here, Young Master Cooper,


    I’ll teach him a lesson.”


    As he was about to march forward, Francis pulled him back. Looking at the Maybach, Francis’ face


    turned pale, as if he had just seen a ghost and said in a shaky voice, “D-Don’t go over!”


    “Why not?” the young man asked in confusion.


    Francis was silent and watched until Matthew had driven away with the car, then he let out a long


    breath, as though he had let go of a huge burden.


    “What happened, Young Master Cooper?” the young man asked curiously. “It is merely a Maybach


    which cost no more than five million. Why should we be afraid of him when we have a car worth seven


    million?”


    Francis red at him and hissed, “You know nothing. It isn’t about the price of the car but the logo on


    the car!”


    “What logo? The car te? It is just a regr one! Your car te number with the triple eight digits is


    much more expensive than that!”


    “I mean the permit on the car,” Francis said through gritted teeth. “Didn’t you see it? It is the entry


    permit of Lakeside Garden. In the whole city, there are less than fifty of them. Just the permit alone


    costs more than a billion. How can youpare with that?”