Chapter 20
After Harold signed the papers, he dragged Isabe over to the blue Audi and started to introduce the
car to her, “Look at this blue Audi, Be. It matches you perfectly. This is your second birthday gift from
me. Do you like it? Oh, and this red one is for Mom. The two matching Mercedes-Benz at the back are
for me and Dad.”
“I like it!” Isabe smiled sweetly at Harold after ncing at the threedies who came to insult her
mother.
She then walked over to Pauline and asked, “Mom, Harold bought this red Audi as a gift for you. What
do you think?”
Isabe was beaming with happiness.
A few moments ago, she had clearly heard how those threedies mocked Pauline in the living room.
If it were not for Harold stopping her and offering another option to help Pauline regain her dignity,
Isabe would have already rushed out of the room with a broom to chase those witches away.
“It looks amazing, but I don''t even know how to drive. Why did he buy so many expensive cars? Don''t
you guys think that it''s a little wasteful?” Pauline looked over at her poker friends with a troubled
expression on her face. However, her eyes glimmered in happiness.
She felt extremely triumphant when she saw how surprised and in disbelief those threedies were.
Your son-inws only bought you a bag that cost a few ten thousand and a car that cost a few hundred
thousand. My son-inw bought me a luxury car that is worth more than eight hundred thousand! He
even bought each of us a car! Are you still going to look down on us?
“It''s all right if you can''t drive, Mom. Harold can arrange a driver for you. The driver can fetch you
around when you go out to get groceries or y poker. What do you guys think of my suggestion?”
Isabe looked at the threedies.
She was definitely her mother''s daughter. Both Isabe and Pauline cooperated seamlessly and
finished each other''s sentences perfectly.
“Um...” Mrs. Evans was rendered speechless.
“Ugh! Let''s go!” Mrs. Jones scoffed.
The threedies were incredibly embarrassed after being singled out by Isabe. Mrs. Jones dragged
Mrs. Brown by the arm and left.
All three of them had wanted toe and show off their wealth to Pauline, but they had ended up
embarrassing themselves instead. They could not stay there any longer.
“Wait, hold on. Weren''t we supposed to y poker? The game hasn''t even started yet. Why are you
three leaving?” Pauline deliberately called out loudly when she noticed them leaving.
The three of them did not even look back. They just picked up their pace and scurried away.
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Once the three witches got into Mrs. Evans'' Camry and drove off, Pauline snorted with a look of
despise on her face. “Tsk, what a bunch of weasels.”
Her expression quickly changed into an excited one as she turned to Isabe. “I''m going upstairs to
bring your dad down to choose a car!”
Upon speaking, she excitedly went to look for Benson.
Once Pauline left, Isabe''s face instantly changed from a happy expression to a cold look.
“What''s wrong, Darling? Do you not like the car?” Harold asked when he noticed Isabe''s sudden
change in expression.
“Harold Campbell, how much money did my dad give you? How dare you spend all of his hard-earned
money like this? Don''t you feel guilty?” she asked in a cold voice.
It had only been a few days, but Isabe''s impression of Harold had changed from him being an honest
man to a shameless person.
Not only did he pretend to be the God of War to trick my parents and take their money, but he also
spent that money so outrightly. The audacity!
“Your father did not give me any money at all. I used my own savings to buy over Turner Corporation
and purchase these four cars. I''ve only been speaking the truth. When will you believe me?” Harold
said helplessly.
He had already taken matters into his own hands by acquiring Turner Corporation and buying cars that
were worth a few million. However, Isabe still refused to believe him.
She was fixated on the belief that Harold took her father''s money. Harold did not even know what was
going on in her mind.
When she noticed that Harold was still not admitting his wrongdoings, Isabe fumed. “Your money?
Then exin to me why couldn''t you fork up the money when the Xenos family demanded three
hundred thousand worth of betrothal gifts from you two days ago? But now, you managed to spend
more than ten million in just one day.”
“I...” Harold was rendered speechless.
“Hurry up, Hubby. I''m telling you, the car our son-inw bought for you is much better than the
domestic car your father bought for you previously.”
Harold was about to take out the walnut bracelet and exin everything to Isabe when Pauline
excitedly dragged Benson out of the house.
When Isabe heard the sound of her mother''s voice, her furious expression quickly changed into a
happy one.
Harold looked at her in awe. Women can indeed change their expressions in just a few moments.
“Dad, choose your favorite Mercedes-Benz. The remaining one will be Harold''s,” Isabe said to her
father with a smile.
Her heart ached as she was moved by her father''s action.
In order to let me live a happy life, Dad had secretly given Harold money. He had probably given all of
his money earned from trading stocks with James to Harold. It was fortunate that I happened to realize
it. Otherwise, I would have been fooled by Harold.
“Mercedes-Benz? I can''t believe I have the opportunity to own such a high-end car like this. You have
amazing taste in men, Be! You managed to find yourself such a good husband.”
The moment Benson''s gazended on the Mercedes-Benz, his eyes lit up brightly. He did not forget to
tter his son-inw, the God of War.
Harold felt a little embarrassed by Benson''s praise.
However, Isabe thought that her father''s excitement was merely an exaggerated act. It was too fake.
“You guys can test the cars out while I''ll go buy some groceries to prepare a scrumptious dinner to
celebrate Be''s birthday. We''ll also celebrate getting all these new cars.” Pauline was equally as
excited when she saw how happy her husband was.
Finally, she could let go of her guilt of not being able to give birth to a son for Benson.
That was because if Isabe was a boy, they would not be able to meet such a brilliant son-inw.
“Mom, since today''s Be''s birthday, let''s go to have dinner at Paradise Hotel. You won''t need to worry
about making dinner.” Harold quickly stopped Pauline when he noticed that she was going to go
grocery shopping.
When Isabe heard that Harold was suggesting having dinner at the most luxurious hotel, she quickly
pulled him aside to warn him sternly, “Are you crazy, Harold? Paradise Hotel is only open to members.
Not only is the food expensive, not everyone can enter the restaurant. Do you really think you''re the
God of War? Don''t embarrass my parents if we end up getting kicked out of the building.”
“It''s just a hotel, right? There''s no ce on earth that I can''t enter,” Harold replied while a powerful aura
radiated off his body.
Isabe stared in shock.
Is he really telling the truth? There''s no way, right? If he really is the God of War, why wouldn''t he be
able to fork out three hundred thousand worth of betrothal gifts? Why did he deceive Dad and take his
money if he was telling the truth? I must be imagining things!
Isabe shook her head furiously. When she looked back at Harold, his domineering aura had long
dissipated.
In order to prove his identity, Harold did not even instruct Logan to book a ce for him.
When it was around six in the evening, Harold drove Isabe and her parents to Paradise Hotel in his
new, white Mercedes-Benz.