As Harry noticed the crowd’s keen interest in Jeff’s incident with the Phaeton, he began to share a detailed ount of the car crash.


    The revtion left everyone speechless, their shock palpable.


    It was hard for them to believe that Jeff could be so brazen! He had clearly collided with another vehicle, yet here he was, holding the key to someone else’s car and proudly proiming ownership of a Phaeton.


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    He sprinted after Jeff, who was making his way to the parking lot after leaving the restaurant.


    Unbeknownst to Jeff, William was hot on his trail. Frustrated, Jeff angrily opened the door to Caesar’s Phaeton and climbed inside.


    Just then, a figure appeared outside the car window, startling him.


    Upon closer inspection, Jeff realized it was William, who wore a broad, ingratiating smile.


    Rolling down the window, Jeff regarded William coolly and asked, “What do you want?”


    William, still smiling, replied, “Brother Jeff, when you arrived earlier, you were driving a Mercedes-Benz. How did it turn into a Volkswagen? Is this the Phaeton? The interior is truly luxurious!”


    Jeff responded, “Didn’t I tell you? I had an ident on the way here and can’t drive the Mercedes-Benz anymore. I had my driver bring the Phaeton instead.”


    William beamed and gave a thumbs up, filled with admiration. “Brother Jeff, you’re incredible! We at the orphanage are honestly embarrassed to be in your presence.”


    He continued, “Brother Jeff, you’re a remarkable person, capable of great things! You’re so adaptable, unlike Charlie—the fool who lost a million dors over a gamble! He must be losing his mind!”


    At that moment, Jeff felt as if he were in a surreal dream.


    He had expected to be ridiculed by his friends after losing the bet with Charlie, yet here was William, following him and showering him with praise.


    It seemed William was determined to rely on him to improve his own financial situation.


    With a sigh of relief, Jeff felt a flicker of hope. Everything now hinged on William!


    “Do you still want my help with investing your money?” Jeff inquired.


    William nodded eagerly. “Absolutely, Brother Jeff. My future, even my chances of marriage, depend on you!”


    Jeff replied calmly, “Then hop in the car.”


    William, surprised, asked, “Where are we going?”


    “Didn’t you mention forgetting your ID? I’ll drive you back to your dorm so you can sort out your loans. We’ll work on your investment tomorrow morning,” Jeff exined.


    Overjoyed, William eximed, “Brother Jeff, you’re truly amazing!”


    With that, he dashed to the passenger side, opened the door, and climbed in.


    Jeff started the car and drove toward William’s dorm, following his directions.


    William worked at a printing factory in the suburbs, where he faced tough conditions. He toiled six days a week for a monthly sry of just over three thousand dors.


    Despite this meager ie, William managed to save over one hundred thousand dors, highlighting his troubling financial situation.


    Upon arriving at William’s dorm, he invited Jeff to sit on the only chair avable. William then quickly retrieved his ID and began applying for loans on online tforms, entering his personal information with urgency.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>