Chapter 388


    "On it!" Kingsley smiled and stepped on the elerator.


    "Hey, they''re leaving!" Catherine shouted and got in the car. "Quick! After them!"


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    Zeke revved his car up and followed behind Kingsley closely, but when he noticed the car Kingsley was


    driving, his heart skipped a beat. "That looks like a Phaeton."


    "What''s that?" She scoffed. "I bet your car costs more than his piece of junk."


    Zeke gulped. "His piece of junk is four times more expensive than my car."


    "Y-You''ve got to be kidding me," she stammered in shock. "That''s Volkswagen''s logo. That''s a cab


    driver! There''s no way they cost that much!"


    You f*cking dumb b*tch! He slowed down a little and said, "Um, he doesn''te from a super powerful


    family, does he?"


    "Rx. Courtney''s a regr girl. Her family only gives her about a hundred and fifty a month. She buys


    all her stuff from discount stores," Catherine sneered. "No way a pauper like her is dating a rich


    boyfriend. And if he''s really rich, there''s no way he wouldn''t give Courtney any money. I bet this car is a


    rental. That loser is trying to look good in front of Courtney, and he''s probably not her real brother.


    There''s no way their parents would let them date if they''re real siblings."


    Zeke nodded in agreement. "You''re right. That loser''s wearing nothing but cheap stuff. It''s impossible


    that he can afford a Phaeton. That car must be a rental!" Zeke felt relieved, and he stepped on the gas


    again.


    Kingsley looked in the rear-view mirror and smiled. "Your roomie''s tailing us, Courtney."


    "She has a few screws loose in her head." Courtney turned around. "Just let her do what she wants.


    Ignore her." She turned back around and smiled at Kingsley. "And what about you, Kingsley? You made


    it in life. A Phaeton, huh? I bet you''re rich now."


    "Not exactly. I''m not as rich as you think I am." She''s trying to wheedle my past out from me. Hence, he


    changed the subject. "So where are we going?"


    "Tevie za, the biggest mall in Diosna." Courtney said, "I''ll get you better clothes this time, and you


    need some essories. Belts and watches, for instance."


    Kingsley was about to decline, but Courtney continued, "Clothes make the man. You''re a military guy,


    so you don''t know much about stuff like this. You need to invest in a few high quality items. Zeke


    insulted you just because you''re wearing cheap clothes."


    Zeke nodded in agreement. "You''re right. That loser''s wearing nothing but cheap stuff. It''s impossible


    that he can afford a Phaeton. That car must be a rental!" Zeke felt relieved, and he stepped on the gas


    again.


    His jaw dropped. He could not believe what he was hearing. "H-How did you know I was in the military?


    Did Reene tell you?"


    "She didn''t tell me." Courtney beamed. "It''s obvious. You talk and act like a veteran soldier. You can


    fool everyone else, but not me."


    Kingsley held the steering wheel and gave Courtney a thumbs up. "No wonder you''re a genius. You


    see through everything, Courtney."


    Courtneyughed. "This is the first time you have praised me, Kingsley. You used to think you''re


    smarter than me." She asked, seemingly nonchnt, "So, where did you serve? Coliree Ind?"


    The mention of Coliree Ind almost made Kingsley choke. "Coliree Ind is Qustia''s top military


    base. I''m not good enough to be there."


    "Whatever you say." Courtney shrugged. "What matters is that you''re safe and sound."


    Kingsley stole a nce at Courtney and kept his mouth shut. He pretended to focus on the road and


    drove toward the za.