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When Miguel caught sight of the man’s gloomy face, he asked curiously, “Why does he look like he’s in a bad mood?”
“Miguel, keep an eye on things. I’ll go inside for a bit.”
Romina didn’t answer him, instead changing the subject.
Miguel nodded instinctively. “Alright, go ahead!”
After seeing the man walk straight into the lounge, Romina strode over to the water dispenser.
She poured a glass of water and then pushed the door open to enter.
The man happened to be sitting in a chair, casually tossing the Porsche car key onto the table.
Romina handed him the water. “I don’t have tea or coffee here, just warm water.”
As she set down the cup, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
The sudden gesture made Romina’s heart tremble inexplicably.
Seeing that he remained silent, Romina asked curiously, “Mr. Bowman, what are you doing?”
“Why did you return the car?”
Joaquin leaned back in his chair, released her hand, and looked up at her.
Romina sat down beside him and said calmly, “Mr. Bowman, this car is worth at least several hundred thousand, maybe even over a million. Given our relationship, it’s not appropriate for me to accept it from you.”
“Isn’t this what you need?”
His tone was extremely indifferent, and there was little expression on his face,
Romina looked up and saw a faint flush at the corners of his upturned eyes.
“I do need a car right now, but I want to buy it myself, not have you give it to me…”
“I’m giving you this car not just for you,” Joaquin said, picking up the cup and playing with it in his
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hand, “but also for Lina.”
Romina was taken aback. “For Lina?”
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“The rainy season is coming. It’ll be more convenient to take the child to and from school. I just don’t want you two to have to rush around so much. It’s no trouble at all.”
Romina suddenly gave a bitter smile.
He called giving away a car worth hundreds of thousands, maybe even over a million, ‘no trouble at all“?
“Send your information to the dealership owner. He’ll handle the transfer and registration for you.” The man put down the cup and pushed the car key toward her. “Don’t return the car to me again.”
Romina lowered her eyes to look at the car key, but still refused. “Mr. Bowman, I really can’t accept your car. I’ll just buy one myself later.”
The man’s voice was deep. “Refusal is invalid.”
“It’s not that I just don’t need such a nice car…”
The man stood up, braced his hands on the table, and looked down at her. “Then what kind of car do you want to buy?”
“I’m planning to buy a car just over two hundred thousand. That should be enough.”
Romina picked up the car key, intending to hand it back to him.
Joaquin pressed his hand over hers. “It’s just right for you.”
Romina instinctively looked at his hand. The warmth of his touch suddenly fell on the back of her hand.
Joaquin seemed to sense her discomfort and let go.
“If you feel it’s a burden, just transfer me two hundred thousand when you have the money. Consider it as if you bought it yourself.”
A car worth over a million, and he was only asking her for two hundred thousand?
But this was indeed much better than not paying anything at all.
Seeing her slightly hesitant expression, the man reached out and pinched her chin, lifting it up.
He spoke each word clearly: “Don’t test my patience. I’m only bringing the car over once. Don’t make
me come a second time–I don’t have that much free time.”
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He used the gentlest tone to say the most dangerous words.
For the first time, Romina directly felt this man’s domineering side.
Before she could respond, the man got up and walked out.
When Romina followed him out, Joaquin was already in the Maybach by the roadside.
Erick, in the passenger seat, nodded at her, his smile full of meaning.
“Romi, so this car was a gift from Mr. Bowman?”
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly reached her ears.
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Romina turned her head at the sound and saw that Miguel had somehow appeared behind her, curiously looking at the car at the door before glancing back at Romina.
Romina replied indifferently, “Sort of!”
“Your ex–husband’s uncle is really something! He’s so good to you, even better than a husband. Anyone who didn’t know would think he was your husband…‘
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Romina turned and glared at him. “Don’t talk nonsense.”
“I’m just telling the truth!” Miguel scratched his head with a smile. “He’s definitely better than Jericho.”
Romina ignored him and quickly walked toward the consultation desk.
