My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 339

In the end, Heather could only agree and registered for Chuck. She hoped that they could come over to buy a Lincoln car when they reached their thirties.

Although the chances were slim or even nearly impossible, she looked at Chuck and thought that it was worth a shot. She could just take it as they wanted to get some fresh air.

Usually, there would be a test driver and a test driving route specifically designed for the purpose. A salesperson did not have to go, but Heather volunteered, so her supervisor agreed.

"Wait a minute. I'll ask the test driver to come over," Heather said.

Chuck and Yolanda kept their driving licenses and sat down to wait.

"Heather, it's rare for you to have a test drive by yourself. Is it for sure they're going to buy?" A saleswoman came over and asked enviously.

"No, they're just taking it out to have some air," Heather replied as shook her head in disappointment.

"Seriously?" The saleswoman looked over and said, "Slim chance, isn't it?"

"Of course, it's hopeless. None of them fell within Lincoln's target market. Look at that man, his outfit isn't even worth two hundred dollars in total. How could he afford a Navigator?" Heather said.

"That's true. That man really doesn't look rich. Such a bumpkin. That woman is not bad though," the saleswoman analyzed.

"That woman can't afford it either. She just addressed the man as her boss," Heather told her helplessly.

"Oh, Pfft! Is he trying to show off? Does he even look like a boss?" The saleswoman couldn't help laughing as if it was a big joke. "I think that woman said that deliberately so that you wouldn't feel like they were fooling around and would let them test drive."

Heather sighed, she felt the same. Alas, why did they choose Lincoln to practice? It would be a huge trouble if they crash the car accidentally.

"Alright, let's stop talking. I'll just take it as going out to get some air." Heather went to the driver's seat. The saleswoman held her back and added, "Be careful. Perhaps people like them didn't have the chance to drive after getting their driving license as they must have poor driving skills. I don't know whether they could differentiate between the accelerator and brake. What if they hit the car..."

"They'd have to compensate," Heather replied immediately.

"I'm afraid they can't afford to," the saleswoman reminded her.

"We'll call the police if they can't pay. Who asked them to come and make fun of us who are working as salespeople?" Heather said and then started preparing for the test drive.

Looking at Chuck and Yolanda from a distance, the saleswoman smiled in her heart, "Such a waste of time..."

"Alright, you may get into the car now," Heather informed the two as she had made the preparation. The test-driver had already gotten the car ready outside.

Chuck and Yolanda stood up and followed her. Everyone got into the car. Chuck sat at the back while Yolanda drove first with Heather sitting next to her.

The test-driver drove the car to the test-driving route. Chuck felt that the car was good enough. Heather was sitting in the passenger seat and she sighed while thinking, "Such a bumpkin. Has he never seen a car before? In that case..."

It was a waste of time.

Soon, the test-driver drove the car to the designated test-driving route and began to explain the pros and cons of the car. Yolanda was satisfied. She offered to drive, and the driver agreed for sure.

The two of them switched seats and Yolanda drove. She thought it was good, comfortable, and the controlling system was great as well. She liked it. Heather breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Yolanda's driving skill was okay and could be considered an old hand. But, what was the point? She would not buy it after all.

Shortly after, Yolanda completed the test-driving and she was very satisfied.

When Chuck got into the car, he felt that the car was really spacious and he paid more attention to the controlling system of the car. He had never driven such a big car, so he was trying to get familiar with it. Heather became impatient and asked, "Shall we start now?"

"Please wait a minute, let me get familiar with it first," Chuck said with a smile. He stepped on the gas pedal gently and the car began to move very slowly, which made Heather frown. What was he doing? Did he really not have any chance to drive after getting his license? Did he even dare not step on the gas pedal?

"Accelerate a bit, press the gas pedal slowly," Heather said.

"Okay." Chuck started to accelerate. He felt that the car was very comfortable. He stepped on the pedal hard and braked quickly to test the real-time power. Heather, who was sitting behind with a seat belt fastened, felt very uncomfortable. She thought, d*mn, there was even someone who could make her feel faint in the car.

"Slow down, don't drive too fast!" Heather reminded him, the speed had reached 80km/h already.

"Don't worry, I drive at this speed usually," Chuck assured her and drove even faster than when he drove his sports car. But it was still a slower speed when he drove his BMW. Men tended to enjoy the excitement.

"Usually? Have you ever driven a car before? Why are you pretending?" Heather thought to herself angrily.

"Slow down, slow down. Hey, slower. Car, there's a car!" Heather screamed. Suddenly, the car crashed into a sports car.

Boom!

The two brand new cars crashed into each other and stopped. Heather was dumbfounded. The car was smoking as the collision was too serious. Fortunately, no one was injured. Chuck was dazed by the airbag, but it was nothing severe.

Yolanda opened the door and got out hurriedly, "Chuck, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Chuck came out of his trance, but he felt a little dizzy.

Both the test-driver and Heather opened the door and went out angrily. They shouted, "Are you crazy? I asked you to slow down. Are you deaf? What should we do now? Tell me what to do!"

Heather was furious. How could he drive like that? She had told him to slow down. Now that the car has crashed, she wanted to see how Chuck was going to compensate.

Chuck glanced at Heather and said nonchalantly, "What are you so anxious?"

"Why? Hey, the car is brand new. It's damaged because you drove too fast." Heather was provoked. How could he be so shameless and calm after crashing the car?

"I think you're mistaken. The car had indeed crashed, but it wasn't my fault. That car hit me, didn't you see that?" Chuck remained calm. Although he had only gotten his driving license not long ago, he had good driving skills. He was driving in the usual way and it was the sports car that seemed to be out of control and hit them. They should've blamed the driver of the sports car instead.

Heather looked at the car angrily and was stunned. Indeed, it turned out to be the fault of the sports car's driver. There was a junction on the road. The sports car had come out of nowhere and didn't give way to the car on the main road. It was indeed their responsibility.

But she was still angry as they had almost gotten injured just now. She was furious as she scolded, "If you hadn't had a test-drive, how would there have been an accident?"

Why was she so jinxed? After that accident, she was sure that she wouldn't even be able to keep her job. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Chuck frowned upon hearing her.

"Stop it. Let's check if they are injured," the test-driver interrupted. The sports car was badly crushed, and the hood was crumpled completely. Taking a glance, they found that it was the latest edition of Ferrari.

Fortunately, it was their fault!

Just then, the door of the sports car opened and two men and a woman came out. The man looked confused as he was dazed by the airbag. Needless to say, that person was Aaron, who had wanted to buy a car.

The Ferrari caught his fancy and both Frieda and Elena liked it as well, so they were test-driving it. After all, he had learned how to drive a sports car. Also, his family was relatively reputable which was why he had changed the test-driving route from the back of the shop to the street. The

supervisor consented by making an agreement in advance. If something happened, he would be subjected to full compensation.

After all, the test-driving route of sports cars had always been behind the store, never on the street.

Naturally, Aaron had no problem with the terms. He had been driving for quite some time and never had a car accident before. He wanted to show off his driving skills in front of Frieda, and hence, he agreed to sign the agreement. Frieda and Elena were sitting in the backseat and just when he wanted to show off his skills, he fell out of control and hit another car.

However, he was from a wealthy family so he was emboldened. After he got out, he roared, "What were you doing? Do you even know how to drive?"

After he'd cursed, he was stunned when he took a closer look at the other party. Why was Chuck here? Aaron understood as soon as he saw the test-driver in his car. Chuck was there to buy a car and was test-driving as well.

Chuck remained calm and silent. He glanced at the sports car and smiled, finding it interesting.

"Are you alright?" Frieda felt dizzy as she was walking towards Aaron with Elena next to her. They were both startled as the crash had happened so fast.

Aaron didn't say anything. When Elena saw that it was Chuck, her eyes widened as she gasped, "It's you? Why do you have a car? Oh, you were test-driving, weren't you? Haha. You've crashed the car, let's see how you're going to compensate!"

Frieda frowned and found it annoying to see Chuck again. What was going on? Was he test-driving as well? Was that a Lincoln Navigator? How could he be so shameless? Could he even afford such an expensive car? He was freeloading, wasn't he?