Chapter 366: She Manages My Money

It's rare for someone to speak so openly about borrowing money. Edward Harper got out of the car, leaned against the front bumper, and looked at a recklessly indifferent Austin Moore, feeling a bit amused,

"Where's your sports car? Just sell one of the cars in your garage. After all, you can't even afford petrol now!"

Austin Moore felt a pang of sorrow. He had never thought that there would come a day when he would worry about money. He had no concept of money; he did not know how much was a lot, but he had never been short of it.

Who would have thought that Austin Moore, born in the Ivory Tower, would one day not be able to afford petrol? The cars in his garage were his prized possessions. How could he bear to sell them? That would be like killing him!

This bastard knew he couldn't bear to sell, so he said it on purpose.