Chapter 6


    Helen had already set one foot into the ord when she suddenly saw Matthew opening the door of


    the Maybach and she froze, while James and Liam were also wide-eyed. Matthew had actually


    borrowed this Maybach which was worth no less than five million? H-How is this possible?


    The scene was awkward as everyone stared at Matthew as he sat in the driver’s seat, who called out


    to them through the open window, “It’s gettingte now. Let’s go quickly.”


    It was then that Helen caught up on the situation, gave her husband a look and they both immediately


    got out of the ord. One must be kidding to choose an ord over a Maybach! Would picking up


    Sasha in an ord make her look good? Well, that depended on what was thepetition! Compared


    to a Maybach, the difference was between Heaven and Earth!


    Dumbstruck, Liam stood rooted on the same spot and didn’t recover from his surprise for a long time.


    Soon after that, while they were seated in the car, Helen looked around the interior with curiosity and


    envy. Although she had no knowledge whatsoever about automobiles, she could tell that this was an


    extravagant vehicle.


    It was extremelyfortable to rx on the genuine leather seats, making her feel as if she was


    enjoying first-ss services of an aircraft, with many adjustable functions which she had never seen


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    The ambient lights were adjusted to just the right settings. While they were traveling on the road, it was


    so quiet without any external noises that one could even hear a pin drop. More importantly, the ride


    was incredibly smooth. Even when the surface of the road was uneven, those seated inside couldn’t


    even feel the slightest bump. This was truly a luxury car!


    Of course, James had more knowledge when it came to automobiles. From just one look, he could tell


    that this vehicle was way more expensive than his father’s! After keeping his silence for a long while,


    he finally couldn’t help but ask, “Matthew, where did you get this car from?”


    Helen turned to look at Matthew. They both knew Matthew’s situation very well; it was rare for him to


    even have a friend who actually owned a car, so where did he borrow this luxury car from?


    “I borrowed it from a friend,” Matthew replied softly.


    “What friend? What’s his name?” asked James hurriedly.


    “You don’t know him.” That was all Matthew replied.


    James pressed on with a few more questions, but Matthew merely gave him very curt replies, which


    disappointed James a little. From James’ conclusion, this friend of Matthew’s didn’t seem like an


    honorable person at all. Or else, he wouldn''t be so secretive about it.


    “Matthew, a person should live an upright life. It’s not a terrifying thing to be poor, but what’s more


    terrifying is to live an empty life!” James said in the end nonchntly, then he shut his eyes and


    stopped speaking.


    Helen could vaguely understand what her husband meant and she cast Matthew another look of


    contempt.


    When they reached the airport, it didn’t take them long before a group of people came out and a


    woman was especially eye-catching among them. In a white blouse underneath a ck jacket with a


    pencil skirt, she was dressed in a standard business attire. With skin as fair as snow and a great figure,


    half of her face was behind herrge sunnies, while the other exposed half was so delicately shaped


    that it made people envious.


    This was Matthew’s wife, Sasha Cunningham, who was once the number one beauty in Eastcliff! But


    now, there was an overdressed young man next to her. From the Armani clothes he was wearing to the


    Patek Phillipe watch on his wrist, it clearly showed that he came from an extraordinarily rich family.


    Francis Cooper was the name of this young man, who was also the heir to the Cooper Family in


    Eastcliff.


    Froncis hod been wooing Sosho since o few yeors ogo ond often told people thot he would win her


    over one doy. Ite os o surprise thot they bothe bock on the some flight ond were even wolking


    together, which stung Motthew’s heort even more, but Jomes ond Helen were olreody weing them.


    “Oh deor, Young Moster Cooper! I’m so sorry to trouble you to toke core of Sosho!” Helen excloimed


    with o pleosing smile, thinking thot their fomily would definitely be oble to moke oebock if Sosho


    were to morry Froncis. A look of contempt floshed on her foce ogoin when shepored the shobby


    clothes thot Motthew wos weoring; o vost difference stood between him ond Froncis like night ond doy.


    So whot if he could borrow o luxury cor? For Froncis’ fomily, buying o Moyboch wos like buying o toy.


    Moreover, it would belong to themselves, so how could thot bepored to o borrowed cor?


    Froncis smiled fointly. “Mrs. Cunninghom, you’re too kind. It is my pleosure!”


    Stonding next to them, Motthew’s heort thumped o little horder os he list