Chapter 1311


    Chapter 1311 Not Even Worthy Of Carrying Her Shoes


    Charlotte looked at her coldly, “It''s you who can''t handle it.”


    The woman was about to say something, her lips curling into a smile, when suddenly a beam of light


    struck her face, blindingly bright.


    A few secondster, a car came to a steady stop about ten meters away from them. A woman emerged


    from the driver''s seat, her hair casually tied back in a low ponytail. She wore a ck coat and had a


    slender, attractive figure.


    Genevieve, disliking the cold, tucked her hands into her coat pockets and quickly walked over to


    Charlotte.


    “What''s wrong?”


    Seeing Genevieve arrive, Charlotte couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief.


    Charlotte nced at the woman across from her and whispered to Genevieve, “Tina challenged me to


    a street race, but in the end, she let her boyfriend step in. Her boyfriend, Wilbur White, is a member of


    the Jadeborough Sports Car Club. I''m sure I can''t beat him, so that''s why I asked you toe help.”


    Jerry and Evan have a good rtionship. Previously, Charlotte happened to see a video of Genevieve


    racing from Evan and learned that she has impressive driving skills.


    Tina was right next to Charlotte, so even when Charlotte lowered her voice to speak, she could still


    hear her.


    She retorted, “My boyfriend represents me, so what''s wrong with letting him y? You can also ask


    your boyfriend to join, you know. If you can''t afford to lose, just say it.”


    Genevieve looked at the woman who was speaking, her eyes narrowing slightly, “I think I remember


    you.”


    “I remember now...” Genevieve chuckled, “I was wondering which family''s daughter I was, turns out I


    was one of those people who used to hang around Charlotte.”


    Back then, you were so active in the chat group, always talking about which restaurant had great food


    and which brand had released new products. You just wanted to tag along with Charlotte to enjoy free


    meals.


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    Tina''s face changed, clearly annoyed but not daring to speak loudly, “Back then, we were all friends.”


    “Who even considers you a friend?” Genevieve said bluntly. “You weren''t even worthy of carrying


    Lottie''s shoes before. If it weren''t for her, would you have any new clothes to wear?”


    After Genevieve finished speaking, she nced at her friend''s arm and said, “That Birkin bag of yours


    was also a gift from her.”


    If it were someone else, Tina definitely wouldn''t be able to tolerate it, but the person in front of her was


    Genevieve. Although she wasn''t very prominent in the socialite circle, Tina was still aware of who


    Genevieve was.


    Genevieve''s older brother is even wealthier than the Benson family. It is said that his sister-inw is the


    daughter of a militarymanding officer, so they are not to be trifled with.


    Wilbur saw her being bullied and immediately came over to support her, “So what if this bag was a gift


    from Charlotte to my girlfriend? Hasn''t my girlfriend given her anything in return?”


    “Genevieve, I know who your brother is, but that doesn''t give you the right to bully others for no


    reason.”


    Wilbur nced at Charlotte and scoffed, “It was her own choice to race, and she even put her own


    supercar on the line. If she can''t afford to lose, she should just say so. It''s just a supercar, and it''s not


    like I don''t have one.”


    “Hey, Ms. Benson, how about this? You imitate a dog barking a few times, and I won''t take your


    supercar.”


    After he finished speaking, the others present couldn''t help but chuckle quietly.


    Charlotte clenched her fist tightly in her pocket. If it were her old temper, she would have definitely


    pped the person for such humiliation.


    But times have changed, and she is no longer the wealthy and influential Ms. Benson she once was.


    Genevieve nced at Charlotte, then turned her attention to Wilbur, casually asking, “What kind of


    supercar are you driving?”


    “That Ferrari,” Wilbur pointed to the side, where a cool red supercar was parked.


    Genevieve walked over and took a look, her face full of disdain as she said, “This is so trashy.”


    This car is the best-performing model in the Ferrari supercar series, and it''s quite difficult to purchase.


    Wilbur put in a lot of effort to get his hands on one.


    Feeling despised by Genevieve, Wilbur choked for a moment, then sarcastically said, “Yeah, my


    supercar isn''t as expensive as Ms. Benson''s Lamborghini, but at least I have taste!”


    “I lost the race fair and square, and I won''t deny it.”