Chapter 11 Teaching a Rich Kid a Lesson

At this moment, in the private room on the seventh floor, everyone was whispering among themselves.

"Mr. Patrick, do you think that young man is really Finley's boyfriend?"

"If he is, we've seriously offended Finley. What are we going to do?"

Seeing his subordinates looking worriedly at him, Patrick crossed his arms and let out a sneer.

"Why are you all so worried?""If that guy doesn't show up, it means he doesn't care about Finley at all. We'll stick to our original plan: get her drunk and send her to the room I've prepared."

"But if he really is Finley's boyfriend, then we have a chance to meet a young, wealthy tycoon. We can flatter him and it won't be a loss for us!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, showering Patrick with flattery.

"Wow, Mr. Patrick, you really think things through!"

"Compared to Mr. Patrick, we're like a bunch of pigs!""That's why Mr. Patrick is our boss. He's so smart!"

Knock, knock!

Just as the sycophants were busy praising Patrick, there was a knock on the private room door.

When the door opened, they saw Berloff Reed walking in gracefully, with his arm affectionately around Finley.

"Everyone, Finley told me that you all wanted to meet me."

"Hehe, hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

Patrick's eyes widened when he saw Berloff Reed, the guy who had driven the Koenigsegg, actually show up. His heart skipped a beat.

Oh my gosh!

Even though Patrick was a second-generation rich kid, he had never had the chance to meet a real super-wealthy person.

Creak!

Patrick quickly stood up, pushed his chair back, and jogged over to Berloff, extending both hands eagerly.

"No, no, not at all! We're absolutely honored to have you here!"

"By the way, may I ask your name?"Berloff, with one arm around Finley's slim waist, extended his right hand gracefully.

"My name is Berloff Reed. I'm Finley's boyfriend. You must be her department manager, Patrick?"

Patrick nodded hurriedly. After a light handshake, he looked at Berloff with curiosity all over his face.

"Mr. Berloff, may I ask what kind of business your family is in?"

"Why haven't I heard of you in Silk City before?"

Of course not! I just got the system yesterday. Before that, I was just a struggling worker. It would be weird if you had heard of me!

Berloff chuckled, "I just returned to the country. I used to hang out abroad, so it's normal you haven't heard of me."

"Here, this is the business card of one of my managers. If you ever want to drive a supercar, just call this number to make a reservation!"

Patrick took the card and saw it read, "World Luxury Car Rentals, General Manager Emily."

Gasping, Patrick exclaimed, "Mr. Berloff, are you telling me that the famous World Auto Dealership in Silk City is part of your family's business?"

Berloff Reed smiled calmly, "Not exactly. I just have a few supercars that I keep there for rental."

"Ah, when I was younger, I didn't know any better, and my family indulged me. I ended up buying a bunch of flashy supercars. Now I can't even drive them all, so I rent them out for some pocket money."

Boom!

His words were so nonchalant yet so extravagant that the entire room buzzed with excitement.

Patrick's eyes widened in shock. "Besides that silver Koenigsegg, how many other supercars do you have?"

Berloff waved dismissively, "Yeah, they're all high-performance beasts. They go fast but aren't very comfortable to sit in."

Even Finley looked curious. "Darling, what other supercars do you have? Tell us so we can be amazed."

Berloff stroked his chin, pondering, "Let's see..."

"If I remember correctly, the others are..."

"Maybach Exelero."

"Shelby SuperCars (SSC).""Aston Martin One-77."

"Lamborghini Veneno."

"Pagani Huayra Dinastia."

"Bugatti."

"Yep, that's all!"

With each car name Berloff Reed mentioned, Patrick's face changed, his eyes filled with awe.

My goodness!

Among these supercars, the cheapest one, the Bugatti, costs over $3.5 million.

There aren't many people in the entire country who can afford such luxurious toys.

But here was Berloff, owning seven top-tier supercars all by himself. It was mind-blowing!

"Heh, these cars should be impressive enough for you, Manager Patrick?"

"If you ever want to rent a car, just mention my name, and you'll get a 20% discount on the rental fee!"

Patrick's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Mr. Berloff!"

"Let me toast to you. You can drink as you like!"He eagerly raised a full glass of red wine and downed it in one gulp to show his sincerity.

Berloff smiled politely, "Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol, so I can't drink."

"By the way, darling, if you fancy any of the cars, just let me know."

"From now on, you can drive it whenever you want."

Hearing this, the colleagues around them stared at Finley with envy, practically drooling.

Even Patrick, a rich second-generation kid, was filled with envy upon hearing this.Damn it!

I've never driven such fancy cars, and this girl gets to pick one just like that. It's infuriating!

Finley covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh darling, no need. I like being independent. Why would I drive such flashy sports cars?"

"If I scratch or dent it, I can't afford to pay for the repairs!"

Berloff Reed smiled warmly as he caressed Finley's delicate cheek.

"Alright then, but if you ever feel like having some fun, just give me a call, and I'll have the car delivered to you!""By the way, you mentioned a male colleague has been harassing you?"

"Who dares to mess with my woman? Show yourself if you've got the guts!"

Crack!

Berloff's words hit like a bolt of lightning, causing Patrick, who had been smiling, to feel his scalp tingle and his soul nearly leave his body.

Oh my God!

This is exactly what I feared!

Offending someone as powerful as Berloff Reed, a super-rich guy, could mean the end of the entire Wood Family with just a flick of his finger.

Patrick's face turned ashen, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

His subordinates also turned pale, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

"Mr. Berloff!"

Gulp!

Patrick swallowed hard, stammering, "There must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Finley is the most cherished employee in our company. Everyone treats her with utmost respect. Who would dare to harass her?"Berloff Reed let out a few cold laughs. "But my Finley says that someone, using their position as a department head, often harasses female subordinates, trying to exploit them. Is that not true?"

Patrick wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth. "Mr. Berloff, Finley must have misunderstood."

"Rest assured, it might have been some overly enthusiastic male colleagues who scared your girlfriend."

"I will definitely strengthen management and ensure this never happens again!"

Berloff remained silent, his gaze icy as he stared at Patrick."Alright, if Manager Patrick drinks this bottle of red wine, we'll consider the matter settled."

Patrick's eyes widened in terror.

That bottle of red wine was the very one he had spiked with a love potion, intending to trap Finley!