Can't Even Afford A Tire

Lily said, "Gerald, you need to stay away from him, in case this loser infects you."

"Hahaha! I've long since stopped seeing him. Do you think that this loser deserves to be in my circle?" Gerald smiled playfully. "He's the kind of guy who washes women's underwear at home!"

Just then, two of the car dealership's female sales assistants came over.

One of the women looked to be in her thirties with good looks, while the other looked like a girl in her early twenties who might have just graduated from college.

"Hello, Sir. Are you here looking for a car?" Cynthia Hall glanced at Clarence and Gerald and instantly knew which was the wealthy one, and which was a country bumpkin.

Gerald wore a Rolex on his wrist, which was worth at least five hundred thousand. He also wore an expensive bespoke suit, starting at around fifty thousand dollars.

Cynthia almost rolled her eyes when she saw Clarence, who was wearing cheap off-the-rack clothes.