Great Marshal: Marrying the Bridesmaid

Chapter 77

“Nothing,” Hannah replied casually.

“What do you think about our new car?” Madison asked.

Hannah gave a half-hearted reply, “It's not bad.”

“This is a new car, so of course it's good.” Madison showed off. “By the way, Hannah, you've been

driving the same car for almost ten years, and it has long been eliminated from the market. It's time for

you to get a new car.”

Hannah answered sulkily, “You don't have to worry about that.”

Madison’s son, Mark, mocked, “Daniel, you should move your car. I need this parking space.”

“Why should I move my car?” Daniel asked indifferently.

Mark replied, “My new car is worth more than five hundred thousand. I don't want it getting scratched. It

doesn’t matter if your car gets scratched as it's already old. You can just park it anywhere. Besides, this

is a public area, so you have no right to have it for yourself.”

At this, Daniel simmered with rage. “With its mileage under 100,000 kilometres, my car is still new. It's Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

still a car even though it's not as new as yours. No one wants their car to get scratched.”

At this moment, Zeke was suddenly heard saying, “Dad, what they said is true. Our car is indeed very

old.”

Everyone tried to stifle their laugh at this.

Something must be wrong with the head of Daniel's son-in-law.

He actually takes an outsider's side instead of Daniel's.

Haha. What a weirdo.

Daniel and Hannah were very embarrassed.

Lacey secretly pinched Zeke in anger. “What are you doing?”

“I'm just telling the truth.” Zeke added, “Dad, I will send someone to take this car to the landfill for

disposal later. You don't need to worry about it.”

Haha!

The crowd couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

How could this man even think of taking this car to the landfill?

Hannah was pissed yet embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Daniel wanted to bury his head in the sand to hide his shame.

What the hell is Zeke doing?

At this moment, a man with slicked-back hair made his way through the crowd.

He came with two men, each of them carrying a briefcase.

“I've finally found you, Mr. Williams.” The man walked up to Zeke, panting.

The man was none other than the owner of the western restaurant.

He came to return Zeke the ten million he left at the restaurant.

Zeke nodded his head indifferently in acknowledgement.

Feeling curious, Lacey asked, “Who are they, Zeke?”

The man hurriedly answered in a respectful manner, “Oh, let me introduce myself. I am the owner of

Rive Gauche Restaurant, going by the last name, Wallace. Mr. Williams had a meal at my restaurant

yesterday and left the money there. I've come to return him the money.”

Lacey said apologetically, “Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Wallace. You could've just made a call, and we

could've picked it up by ourselves.”

The man thought to himself, Forget it. My restaurant went belly-up after he went once. Can we even

survive if he goes again?

Despite thinking so, he dared not show it.

He said with great trepidation, “It's nothing. It's our duty to send it over.”

He then put the three briefcases on the front of the BMW and opened them one by one.

“Mr. Williams, you have left a total of ten million dollars at my restaurant. They're all in these briefcases.

Please check. I will go back and look for the remaining money if the amount in here is wrong!”

Everyone gaped at the money in shock. The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zeke glanced at the briefcases and said, “Mom, Dad, you can take this money to buy a new car later.

Just throw the old car to the landfill.” He added, “By the way, you must spend all these ten million

dollars, as there is no place to store them at home. Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you?”

Hannah only came back to her senses after Zeke called them several times.

Running up quickly, she snapped the briefcases closed, and shouted at Daniel, “Daniel, what are you

doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and open the car door.”