Chapter 3 A Blind Date With His First Love

Right before a collision between the car and the human, the Maybach screeched to a halt—five centimeters away from Renzo.

Renzo was scared shitless!

His legs buckled from underneath him and he collapsed to the ground.

His trousers were wet, and dark yellow puddle formed on the ground around him.

He was so scared that he had peed himself!

Realizing this, he jumped to his feet and ran to the side as fast as he could.

His face went as white as a ghost, and he stuttered, "You— You attempted to murder me! Duncan, you went too far! How dare you!"

"I'm the one who's gone too far?! Are you kidding me? You were the one who was in my bed, fucking my girlfriend just now— even on our anniversary! Now tell me, who the fuck went too far?" Duncan said in a sonorous voice, attracting everyone's attention.

Up until that moment, the onlookers had thought that Duncan was nothing but an arrogant and domineering rich man.

But when they heard this, they all turned to sneer at Renzo in disgust.

Moreover, Nelly, who everyone had been jealous of just now, was also the object of their glares.

"Is this woman an idiot? She cheated on her boyfriend to sleep with that pathetic man?"

"Maybe she loves that guy! Anyone would do anything for true love, right?"

"True love? Bullshit! If I were in her shoes, I'd rather cry in a Maybach than laugh in a BMW!"

Amidst the crowd's heated discussion, Duncan rolled down the car window and waved at Moss, who was watching the drama at the road.

Duncan smiled.

"Moss, you said that this car is under a one-year warranty, right?

What if I ruin another person's car?"

"If the car's worth less than three hundred thousand, the insurance company will cover the costs!"

As soon as Moss finished speaking, he had a bad feeling about this.

"Okay, Renzo. Keep your eyes peeled!

I'll show you what it really means to 'go too far'!"

Duncan started backing the car away.

Other people looked at Duncan curiously.

Suddenly, the sleek Maybach rushed towards the red BMW.

The scene was comparable to an elegant cheetah pouncing on a helpless little rabbit.

Bang!

The Maybach crashed into the red BMW mercilessly.

The latter lurched from the impact and the whole car was deformed.

Despite such a violent crash, the Maybach looked relatively unharmed, if not for a couple of dents and scratches here and there.

They got what they paid for.

Plus, upon impact, the airbag inside the car instantly inflated, protecting Duncan from harm.

So Duncan was completely unscathed!

"Ha-ha! That was awesome!"

Duncan chuckled and got off the car.

"Moss, I hope you'll help me fix this," he said cheekily.

Stunned, Moss had no idea how to answer him.

He was on the verge of breaking down, too!

His client was a lunatic!

Rich people were crazy!

Renzo had fallen on his knees once more, his eyes full of fear when he looked at Duncan.

The crowd watched and held their breath as Duncan slowly walked back towards his apartment.

Just then, a graceful figure suddenly rushed out and stood in front of him, blocking his way.

It was Nelly.

Nelly's face was full of regret and sadness. She suddenly knelt down on the ground and begged him for forgiveness.

"Honey, I'm so sorry!

We've been together for three years. I love you!"

Nelly cried loudly. She looked so sad and pitiful.

"Get out of my sight! I never want to see you again! Since the moment you cheated on me, there's no way I'd want to be with you!" Duncan said coldly, shooting daggers at her.

If looks could kill, she'd be dead right now.

Nelly had witnessed Duncan's crazy behavior just now. And now, seeing the chilling look in his eyes, she shivered with fear.

Half an hour later, Duncan had packed up his stuff and went downstairs.

He had called a taxi and planned to leave for a day.

After all, what happened just now had caused a sensation, drawing the attention of the entire community. Now, he needed to lay low for a while.

Leaning against the backseat of the taxi, Duncan pulled out his phone and unlocked it.

There were countless missed calls on the screen.

All of which were from Nelly.

Duncan sneered and immediately blocked her.

"Sir, please take me to the nearest five star hotel," he said to the driver curtly.

When Duncan was dropped off at the hotel, he checked in and enjoyed the delicious food in the hotel's restaurant.

He dined on lobster and steak, dishes he had always wanted to try before. In the past, he had balked at the exorbitant prices of these foods.

Finally, when he was full to the brim, he retired to his hotel room.

He sank into the soft bed, basking in the smooth linens. He felt as though he was lying in the clouds.

"This hotel bed is better than my bed," Duncan sighed.

Then, he calmed down and tried conjuring the mysterious voice in his mind.

The moment he concentrated, melodious music that sounded like the introduction to a video game started to play in his mind.

Then, the mechanical voice sounded again.

"Congratulations, master! You have successfully bound to the Invincible Rich System! With this system, you can do anything!

Your next mission is as follows: if you successfully humiliate a woman, you will be rewarded according to that woman's occupation! This mission can be repeated three times!"

When Duncan heard the familiar voice again, he grew very excited.

"I can do this three times?

Are you saying I should humiliate two more women?

But who will be my next target?"

Duncan felt a little helpless. He couldn't deliberately find fault with just any woman, could he?

So he decided to tinker with his phone for a while.

Duncan started browsing through his social media, trying to relax and unwind.

Because he was in a good mood, he decided to post something.

He uploaded a couple of photos of the hotel and captioned the post with, "A happy breakup!"

Later that evening, he ordered complimentary red wine and food via room service.

He sighed. This was the life.

Now that he was enjoying these beautiful things brought by his money, for the first time in his life, Duncan felt that living was really a wonderful thing.

This night, he slept soundly. The following morning, he woke up and felt unprecedentedly energetic.

Yawning in bed lazily, Duncan reached for his phone to check for notifications.

Just then, his phone pinged. It was a message from Tanya Foster, a good friend of his from high school.

The two of them had kept in touch over the years and had a good relationship.

"Do you still remember your first girlfriend, Florrie Torres?

She wants to go on a date with you after seeing your post.

Are you interested?"

When Duncan read this message, his heart skipped a beat as he pictured the cute girl in a white dress standing at the school gate.

She had an innocent face coupled with an unapproachable temperament.

Her plump breasts and buttocks gave her a beautiful, curvaceous figure.

In that white dress, she seemed to be the only pure human in this dirty world.

"I'd like to catch up with her. After all, so many years have passed."

After sending this message, Duncan took a deep breath and grinned at the ceiling like a fool.

"Okay. See you at the Star Cafe at 3."

Duncan immediately replied, "I'll be there."

Now that that was settled, Duncan clenched his fists and jumped on the bed like a little boy who had gotten a candy.

He couldn't help but have high expectations for this date.

Duncan carefully picked out the clothes he would wear for his date, wanting to leave a good impression on the girl who was like a goddess in his eyes.

But after searching for a long time, he found that he didn't even have any expensive clothes.

He had spent all his money on the hotel room, the diamond ring, and the Louis Vuitton handbag.

He only had ten grand left to his name.

It was unwise to spend the rest of his money on clothes for a date.

"I could earn more money through the system," he suddenly muttered.

"Only when I show my first love my most perfect side can I have no regret!"

After thinking about it for a while, Duncan decided to postpone the date first.

So he called up Tanya for a while.

The two of them had a good relationship back in school.

Duncan felt comfortable enough to be honest with her. He told her that he was short of good clothes and didn't want to lose face in front of his first love.

Tanya chuckled.

"Duncan, why are you so honest?

Just rent an expensive suit and a luxurious Lamborghini.

Impressing Florrie should be your priority."

"I don't think that's a good idea," Duncan said hesitantly.

Tanya continued to taunt him, "Don't you want to get together with your first love? Come on, Duncan! It's time to be bolder."

"Fine. I'll do it." Duncan took a deep breath and added, "Don't forget to keep it a secret for me."

"Don't worry. My lips are sealed." Tanya smiled.

After hanging up the phone, Duncan called Moss and asked about the state of his car.

The car wouldn't be ready until four o'clock in the afternoon, so taking the Maybach to his date was not an option.

"Forget it. Just do as Tanya said," Duncan told himself.

"I can use the system to make money later. I'll buy my own suit and drive my own Maybach then.

I know Florrie will forgive me."

So Duncan set out to find a suit and a Lamborghini to rent.

After getting everything ready, Duncan drove his rented Lamborghini to the coffee shop.

As soon as Duncan made it to the door of the cafe, he saw Florrie sitting by the window.

She was wearing a white strapless dress today, her thick, curly hair hanging over her beautifully sculpted shoulders.

She was almost thirty years old, but she still looked as young and energetic as a teenager.

He didn't expect that after all these years, she would still look drop-dead gorgeous. Heck, she even looked better than before. Her mature charm was quite alluring.

Duncan grew excited and was about to step into the cafe.

But all of a sudden, he stopped abruptly in his tracks.

Only then did he notice the man sitting next to Florrie.

Instead of keeping a friendly distance from the man, Florrie leaned towards him, chatting with him intimately. She even stroked his arm from time to time!

They were close and looked like a couple.

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

Duncan couldn't help but frown, but eventually, he shrugged off his worries.

Perhaps he was just overthinking things.

After hesitating for a long time, Duncan finally stepped inside the cafe and went to the reserved table, wearing an unreadable expression.

"Sorry, I'm late," Duncan said curtly.

"It's okay. We've just arrived ourselves," Florrie replied sweetly.

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