His face was covered in blood. He looked quite miserable.
He had never encountered such a ruthless woman before. He had never seen such murderous intent, not even from the ruthless characters he had encountered in his line of work.
“Sir, I surrender. What do you want me to do? I surrender,” Pablo pleaded with Quentin.
He was used to being arrogant, but today, he accidentally stepped on the gas pedal and crashed into this junk car, damaging his own car in the process. He was heartbroken.
So, he thought he could extort some money from Quentin, but who would have expected…
Quentin lit a cigarette and leisurely walked up to him, smiling lightly. “You really don’t want me to compensate?”
“No, no!” Pablo put on a mournful face. How could he dare ask Quentin to compensate him?
Anyone who could afford such bodyguards was not someone to be trifled with.
“You crashed into my car. How much money do you plan to compensate?” Quentin asked nonchalantly.
“I…”
Eileen loosened her grip, and Pablo quickly took deep breaths and took out a bank card. “Sir, this is 200 thousand. Please forgive me.”
“You’re quite generous,” Quentin said with a playful smile. He took the bank card and handed it to Charlotte. “You hold onto it for now.”
“But…”
“Just compensating with money is not enough… Tit for tat, you smashed my car, so I need to vent my anger, right?”
Pablo swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly froze!
Quentin suddenly punched the Porsche, and immediately, a series of crisp sounds rang out. The hard hood was directly dented by Quentin’s punch, completely deformed!
Both Pablo and the onlookers gasped in shock.
Such terrifying strength…
“You crashed into my car, so I’ll smash your car with a punch. Fair, isn’t it?”
“Fair! Fair!” Pablo was dumbfounded. Could he dare say it wasn’t fair?
“Let’s go.” Quentin couldn’t be bothered to argue with this kind of scum and turned to leave.
“Can it still run?” Quentin looked at Eileen, who was starting the car.
“Yes. Just the front of the car is damaged.”
Charlotte was a bit confused. “Are we going to drive back like this?”
“We’re going to buy a car.”
“I was going to buy a new car anyway. I’ll buy you a car as well, so it’ll be more convenient in the future.”
“I…”
“Just take it as my gift for you,” Quentin said, signaling Eileen. “Set the navigation to the nearest car dealership.”
“Understood!” Eileen nodded.
Fifteen minutes later, the three of them arrived at a car dealership.
“This is one of the top three car dealerships in Stresall, offering a wide range of brands. It’s really good,” Eileen said.
“There are over twenty car brands in this dealership, featuring the latest and classic models from various major brands,” she added.
“Hmm,” Quentin stepped forward, and Charlotte followed hesitantly. To be honest, even though the Pittman family had some money, Charlotte wasn’t given any, so she rarely bought luxury items.
As for a car… she had never owned one of her own.
She had been kicked out by the Pittman family a few years ago, struggling to make ends meet. Where would she get the opportunity for that?
“Welcome!” The receptionist at the entrance greeted the customers politely.
The sound of high heels echoed as a young woman, who had a good shape, approached Quentin.
“Sir, madam, welcome. Wait, you’re… Quentin?” The woman in front suddenly showed surprise and looked at Quentin.
“Huh? And you are…” Quentin gazed at the woman, perplexed. He couldn’t recognize who she was at all.
“I’m Kelly Sanford, your former high school classmate. Have you forgotten?” The young woman looked Quentin up and down, unable to help but chuckle. “Mr. Holland, it seems like you have a bad memory for important people.”
Quentin frowned slightly. “I think… I have some recollection.”
Kelly looked disdainful. “Mr. Holland, you were released from prison so quickly? You want to buy a car here? Let me introduce some options to you.”
Kelly looked at Quentin, who had a tall stature and a calm demeanor, and couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing. The Holland family had gone bankrupt, and he dressed so shabbily.
He had lost all his money, and he still tried to put on airs, buying a car here?
Thinking back to the time when she had a crush on him, she now felt a sense of… relief? Otherwise, if she had ended up with him, she would have been in a miserable state.
“Well, please help me then,” Quentin responded calmly.
He did have some vague memories of Kelly from their high school days. She used to pursue him, but he rejected her. He had been approached by too many girls back then, and it was impossible for him to remember clearly each of them.
“So, what kind of car are you looking for?”
“Oh, I forgot. I guess you can’t afford the expensive ones now, Mr. Holland,” Kelly said. “Let me introduce some of the cheapest options to you. These are more affordable and suitable for your current status, Mr. Holland.”