Chapter 3 Meet Florrie

When that thought crossed his mind, Duncan shook his head, feeling a little sad.

He then glanced at Sharon with a complicated expression on his face. He clicked his tongue and asked, "Why don't you ask me?"

"Huh? Ask you? What else should I ask you?" Sharon was stunned.

"Ask me about my opinion of you! I want to know some stuff about you." After a brief pause, Duncan continued, "Like how much you earn in a month. Do you have a house, a car, or any savings? I want to know some basic information about you."

"I've just found a job, around two grand a month. And as for the house and the car... I don't have either of that yet."

It seemed that she didn't expect that Duncan would talk about this touchy subject right away. She shook her head, visibly displeased and shaken.

"If you don't have any of that, then what do you have? What can you offer?"

The smile on Duncan's face faded when he asked the question that he had been asked countless times.

For a moment, Sharon was hesitant to speak. She then pointed at her face and forced a smile. "Can't you see my face? I... I'm pretty!"

"Are you saying that all you can provide when we get married is your pretty face?" Duncan said listlessly.

"What are you implying?" Sharon locked eyes with him. She didn't expect that he would turn against her this early in the date.

Ignoring her question, Duncan continued, "You have nothing, and yet you want to marry a rich, handsome man?"

"You!" Sharon was infuriated.

Duncan sneered at her. It looked like he was going to vent all of his frustrations from previous blind dates on this woman. "Do you think you're even worthy of a man like that? How thick-skinned you are!"

"Darn it! What the fuck did you just say? This is outrageous!"

Duncan ignored her response yet again, and opened the car door through the car's control system.

Then, he pointed outside and said, "Get out of my car!"

"Argh! You asshole!" The woman's face turned livid.

"What? Do you want me to throw you a going-away party or something?" Duncan asked, glaring at her.

"Humph! Whatever!"

Just as Duncan had expected, she didn't pester him anymore. She grabbed her purse and left the car.

"God, that felt good! An awful woman like that deserves to be taught a lesson!"

Duncan was delighted to see how upset that woman was when he said all those things to her.

"Congratulations! You have successfully humiliated an intern car show model. The system will reward you with a limited edition Maybach 62S worth fourteen million dollars!"

"Wait... are you serious?"

Duncan was shocked to hear it.

He had heard of the limited edition Maybach 62S.

It was well-renowned because it was the car of the richest man in the country!

There were only twenty-four of this limited edition car in the entire country.

Duncan didn't expect that he'd be rewarded with a luxury car of the same model as the richest man in the country just by humiliating a woman.

If this were actually true, it was all happening so fast.

Before Duncan could compose himself, his phone rang.

"Excuse me, is that Mr. Duncan Anderson?" asked a strange man's voice over the phone.

Duncan was confused by the question. "Yes, this is him. Who is that?"

"This is Moss Aston, the general manager of the dealership of Maybach. Sorry to bother you, but I'm calling to ask you when you're free to fetch the limited edition Maybach 62S."

'Oh, my God! The system was not lying!'

"Wait... you mean I can just go there and get it? Do I need to follow any other procedures? Are there any service charges that I have to pay?"

Duncan cautiously asked after calming himself down.

"All the procedures have been accomplished for you, and you don't need to pay any fees, sir! You can come to the dealership and get the car at any time," Moss said respectfully.

Upon hearing Moss's response, most of Duncan's doubts disappeared.

"I see. I'll call you back once I have the time."

"Got it, sir. I'm always on call, so please feel free to contact me anytime."

After the phone call, Duncan pinched his own thigh.

"God damn it! That hurts! So... it's not a dream. This is all true!"

Upon realizing that this was all really happening, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.

But he soon calmed himself down.

After all, he hadn't seen the car yet. Only after he got the key of the car could he confirm that the system was legit or not.

After pondering on it, Duncan decided that he wanted to get the car immediately.

But then, he glanced at his watch and found that it was almost time for his date with Florrie.

He was conflicted for a moment, but eventually decided to meet up with Florrie first.

Thus, he drove his rented Lamborghini to the appointed cafe.

Outside the cafe, he saw Florrie through the transparent window sitting at the table he had reserved for them.

She was wearing a white strapless dress today, and her bushy hair covered her shoulders.

Florrie was almost in her thirties, but she looked as vigorous and as youthful as ever.

When Duncan saw her, he was shocked.

He didn't expect that after all these years, she still looked drop dead gorgeous. Moreover, her beauty had evolved. She now looked more mature and charming; qualities that she didn't have before.

Sadly, this reminded Duncan of his own appearance.

He had been busy with his life these past few years, so he never had any spare time to care about his looks.

Hard work had aged him very considerably and made him look older than his age.

Even though he was well-dressed today, the dejection on his face couldn't be concealed.

He remembered how handsome he was back in high school, but now he looked awful. Duncan felt sad about his appearance.

After letting out a sigh, he prepared himself to step into the cafe.

But he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It was because he saw a flamboyant man sitting next to Florrie.

And instead of keeping her distance from this man, she was chatting with him so intimately and even patted him on the shoulder from time to time.

'They're so close together. Are they a couple?

Isn't Florrie supposed to be here for our date? Why did she bring a man with her?

Did she bring her boyfriend just to humiliate me?'

At this moment, various thoughts occurred to Duncan.

After a moment of contemplation, he frowned and shook his head.

He hoped that he was just overthinking things.

After hesitating for a long time, Duncan finally entered the cafe and went to the reserved table, wearing an inscrutable look.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Having said that, he pulled the chair across Florrie and sat down cross-legged.

"It's okay. You're not late. We've just arrived ourselves," she replied.

She then leaned against the man's shoulder, glancing at Duncan with an inexplicable expression and a smile on her face.