Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade
Chapter 739

Chapter 739 Pushing His Luck

What?! He's asking for too much! I've just given him ten thousand, and now he wants me to hand over my limited edition Ferrari to that man as well?

Caleb reckoned the old car he just smashed could not be worth more than twenty thousand, barely even enough for him to enjoy a single night out at the bar.

His Ferrari, on the other hand, was worth eight million! Not only was eight million a considerable amount to him, but that limited edition coupe was a priceless gem as well. How could he give it away just like that?

"No! That's never going to happen! Don't push your luck, you j*rk! I haven't even settled the score with you yet for bashing me over the head just now. Don't you even think of getting my car!" he barked, standing in front of his car protectively.

Alex raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure you won't recompense?"

"Of course! So what if I just busted that shabby old car? It only costs ten thousand at most. Why should I compensate him with my car?" replied Caleb indignantly.

Just then, the middle-aged man came to Alex. "Thank you, young man. I'm really grateful for your help. but I hope you'd let this go. He's from the Simpson family of Kenfort. I don't want you to get into trouble for helping me."

He worked as a private chauffeur and had been to many places, including Kenfort. Thus, he had heard of the Simpsons the last time he was there.

Even though the Simpsons were only a second-class family in Kenfort, they were still considered an upper-class family in a small place like Nebula City.

Judging from the modest-looking clothes Alex and Stanley were clad in, the man reckoned they must come from a lesser social class and did not want them to risk offending a powerful family for the sole sake of helping him.

"The Simpson family? So what? That's still no reason for him to act so brazenly!" Alex remarked indifferently.

With that, he turned toward Caleb and uttered coldly. "I'm giving you one minute to reconsider. If your answer is still the same, then I don't mind troubling myself to teach you a lesson."

To him, Caleb was merely a member of an insignificant, second-class family from Kenfort. That did not give him a free pass to run amok in Nebula City.

As for Caleb, he surely had not foreseen Alex's boldness. However, he knew he stood no chance of fighting him alone if he insisted on keeping the car.

Besides, remembering how Alex had nearly cracked his skull with a brick carlier. Caleb had no doubt that Alex would kill him just as he had claimed. Even though the latter would most likely be sentenced to death for the act, Caleb still despised the thought of losing his life to a lowly man like Alex.

After much thought, Caleb figured he had no choice but to compromise for the moment.

Fine then! I'll let these cheap folks have my car while I go back and send my men to rough this annoying busybody up.

With a heavy heart, he pulled the car key out of the ignition and handed it to Alex. "Does this mean I can go now?"

"No. You'll still have to hand over the document for the transfer of the car's ownership and apologize to this man here before you go," stated Alex tersely.

Naturally, Caleb had no objections to giving up the documents since he had given up the car keys. After passing the papers and reluctantly apologizing to the man, he shot Alex a final glare before turning to leave.

Go on, be smug about this while you still can! Tonight, my men will come and send you to meet your

maker!

Once he left, Alex turned to the middle-aged man and gave him the car keys and documents. "That guy just wrecked your car. Here, take these as compensation."

The man gulped in disbelief. After all, the scene that unfolded before his eyes was surreal, to say the least. My goodness! The keys to a Ferrari? I could work till the day I die, and this would still have remained as a far-fetched dream!