At that moment, a man’s voice crackled through the phone, heavy with breathlessness. He spoke in a low, urgent tone, “Hey, stop the nonsense, will you? Just give him the money! Don’t let him ruin the moment!”


    William’s senses sharpened, and he inquired, “Juanita, who is that man’s voice? Who are you with?”


    “It’s my cousin! Didn’t I mention that I hurt my back and am stuck doing physiotherapy in bed? I can’t get into the right position, so I asked him toe help me,” she exined.


    William replied with a soft ‘Oh,’ recalling that she had mentioned this during theirst conversation, which eased his suspicions.


    Annoyed, Juanita responded, “Alright, fine, I can’t chat right now. I’ll transfer the money to you immediately.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    “Oh, thank you, Juanita! You’re the best! I love you!” William eximed joyfully.


    “Okay, enough of that! I’m hanging up now!”


    After the call ended, Juanita promptly sent William five hundred and twenty dors as promised.


    Ecstatic, William quickly transferred eight hundred dors to his friend at the car repair shop, urging, “Hey, I’ve paid off the two hundred and twenty dors I owed you, plus the eight hundred for the towing service! Hurry up, I need you!”


    The man acknowledged the payment, saying, “Got it! I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”


    “Awesome!” William cheered, “Just call me when you arrive.”


    Sitting in front of the Phaeton, he fidgeted anxiously, waiting for his friend to show up.


    Ten minutester, his friend called to let him know he was just a few minutes away and asked him to be patient.


    At that moment, an old Audi A6 pulled up next to him.


    Caesar let out a sigh of relief upon spotting his Phaeton. “Damn it, even though that crook didn’t fix my car, at least I found it! If I had lost it, I’d really be in trouble!” he muttered to himself.


    Then, he instructed his men, “I’ll drive the Phaeton, follow my lead.”


    “Sure thing, Caesar,” they replied.


    Frustrated, Caesar exited the car, irritated by the fact that his vehicle remained unfixed and he had also lost his key.


    Repairing the car would cost him hundreds of thousands, plus another thousand for the recement key. What a massive loss!


    Caesar couldn’t help but grumble and curse under his breath. It felt like an unfortunate series of events! He thought perhaps praying more might help lessen the damage this year.


    As he pulled out the key to unlock the Phaeton, he noticed a man squatting in front of it.


    Frustrated and annoyed, Caesar frowned and shouted, “Hey, what the hell are you doing there? Get away from the car!”


    William, a down-on-his-luck guy with a reputation for being a freeloader, had a notoriously bad temper.


    In his defense, he often disyed a different demeanor when trying to charm those he wanted to take advantage of, but in this moment, he felt nothing but contempt for the man and the car he approached.


    It was just an old, second-hand A6! To him, that clunker was nothing inparison to his Phaeton—how dare this guy act so high and mighty? Who did he think he was, sticking his nose into William’s business?


    William red at Caesar defiantly, replying, “Damn it, I can squat wherever I want! Mind your own business, old man!”<fn82ea> Content originallyes from f?ndnovel</fn82ea><h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>