The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 64 Jealous Love

Just as Horace was looking at the Rolls-Royce in confusion, the window of the car gradually rolled

down. Farris's face was revealed and his voice rang out. "Hello, sir. Did you book a ride on the Uber

application? I hate to break it to you, but the Buick you booked got hit and has been sent to the 4S car

shop for repairs yesterday. Accept my apologies. This is the only car I can use to pick up customers

today. I hope you don't mind."

Horace knew that Farris's words were nothing but a tissue of lies. The first thought that occurred to him

after he heard his explanation was that the driver of the ride he ordered might be one of Farris's

minions. On second thought, there was a possibility that Farris had been keeping an eye on him since

he was in the restaurant. Perhaps he observed the cars around and pursued the Uber ride away.

Irrespective of the truth, one thing was very clear to Horace. Farris was just being considerate and

wanted him to be comfortable.

At this moment, Horace felt that it was impossible for Farris to monitor his cellphone. It was specially

made for him by his family's company. Due to its advanced technology, ordinary people couldn't hack

into it. Horace wouldn't have any doubts if the senior members of the Warren family were monitoring

him, but the person in question was Farris. This man was only an associate of the family. He was

powerful, but not skilled enough to override the security of his phone.

The moment Macie heard Farris's words, she covered her mouth and exclaimed, "What? Horace, you

are so lucky! I can't believe a Rolls Royce was sent to you after you booked a ride!" Then she

murmured, "What's more, it's not just any Rolls-Royce, but a Phantom."

As she stared at the luxury car in front of her, a hint of doubt suddenly appeared in her eyes. She

squinted and thought, 'Why does this car look a little familiar? It seems to be the one that brought

Horace to the restaurant earlier. Is this the same car I saw him get out of this morning? But the driver's

explanation says otherwise. It seems this is their first time meeting.'

"Sir, it's you!" Laila's eyes widened in surprise as she stared at Farris.

She recognized him as the man she met at the Vloni Bakery yesterday. He had paid for all the cakes

that Horace ordered for her. She couldn't forget the face of such a benevolent man.

"What? Laila, do you know the driver?" Macie was shocked to hear her exclamation.

Now that someone had recognized him, Farris was quick to get into character. His mouth flew open

and he looked at Horace. In pretense, he exclaimed, "Hey, young man. We meet again today. I think

fate has destined us to bump into each other every day!"

Afterward, he looked at Laila and added, "Young lady, we meet again. What a coincidence!"

Macie's jaw dropped as Farris greeted Horace with so much friendliness and a hint of respect. She

nudged Horace with her elbow and asked cautiously, "Horace, it's high time you come clean. Are you a

wealthy man in disguise? I find it rather odd that the owner of a Rolls-Royce Phantom knows you!"

"No, Macie. You have gotten it all wrong. It's just that Horace and Mr. Rivera frequently bump into each

other, so they became good friends. We first met accidentally a few days ago in the Sea Pavilion.

Yesterday, we met him again in the Vloni Bakery. Mr. Rivera even joked about the recurrent

coincidental meetings, but I didn't expect that we would meet again today. It's a never-ending cycle!"

Laila explained the situation to Macie before Horace could do so.

The meeting at the Vloni Bakery was the only one that was a real coincidence. All the others weren't.

Farris and Horace had dinner together in the Sea Pavilion. Pretending not to know Horace during his

fight with Averi and Pollard was all a ploy to keep his identity under wraps. Even today, Farris had

intentionally waited for him outside the restaurant.

Horace laughed and said, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to see you again. You may be right, fate

is indeed making our paths cross!"

"Young man, please get in the car. Since it's obvious that we are destined to meet each other, I would

give you a free ride!" Farris pressed a button and the backseat door opened automatically.

"Wow!" Macie was all charged up. She entered the car before anyone else. When she sat down, she

took a deep breath. "It's so comfortable. No wonder it's one of the top luxury cars. I now know the

reason for all the hype!"

With a mischievous smile, she looked at Horace and stated, "Horace, if you have this kind of car, I will

marry you!"

Today, Macie didn't hate him as much as she did when they were in high school. But that didn't mean

she was serious about marrying him. She was only making fun of him.

Horace was about to get into the car when he heard those words. He almost fell facedown to the floor.

However, he managed to flash a faint smile and sat down.

From the rearview mirror, Farris saw the embarrassed look on Horace's face and smiled. He suddenly

cleared his throat and said, "Young man, our constant meeting is a sign. I have decided to do

something to foster our friendship. How about I give this Rolls-Royce to you as a gift?"

"Eh? Sir, please don't do that. I can't accept such a gift. Besides, I haven't gotten my driver's license

yet!" Horace rolled his eyes at Farris as he responded.

"Well, Horace, do you dislike me? How can you refuse a Rolls-Royce Phantom? Didn't you hear when I

said I would get married to you if you have one? Can't you see this is an opportunity for you to get a

sophisticated woman like me? Humph!"

It was obvious that Macie was on cloud nine because this was her first time in a Rolls-Royce. She was

so witty that she continued to make fun of Horace.

Laila had just gotten into the car when she heard Macie's words. There was a frown on her face and

her cheeks were slightly red. Although she knew that Macie was just joking, she couldn't help getting

jealous.

It didn't take long for Macie to notice her jealousy. She patted her on the shoulder and said, "Laila, why

the long face? I was just kidding with Horace. You are the only one that can be in love with him. I have

no intention to stand in the way of your love. He's all yours. I have eyes for the bigger fishes, not tiny Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

ones like this guy here. My future boyfriend must be super-rich!"

"What?" This criticism instantly sparked Laila's anger. Like a female knight in shiny armor, she

commented, "Macie, don't talk about Horace like that. He's a hardworking man. Even though he's still

struggling now, he has a bright future. I strongly believe that he would become successful someday!"

"Ha-ha!" Macie laughed unscrupulously. She tut-tutted and remarked, "You amaze me, Laila. You aren't

even in a relationship with him yet, but you are already drawing out your sword to defend him!"

The conversation between these two young women was loud and clear. However, the listeners kept

mute. Although Horace didn't dare to say anything, he blushed uncontrollably.

"No...No, I didn't." Embarrassment instantly set in after Laila heard those words. Her face turned red

and her heart thumped against her chest. Her last bit of restraint was hanging by a thread. She shook

her head in a bid to stay calm.

Macie shot her a knowing smile and turned to look at Horace. "Hey, man. Stop slacking off. It's high

time you make a move, okay? I'm sure Laila would have been taken if it were another boy that was this

close to her!"

For a while, Macie tapped her chin thoughtfully as she stared at the indifferent young man. "Horace,

when and how did you fall in love with Amaia? Come to think of it. You two weren't like-minds. You

must have been in a fake relationship!"

This statement flipped Horace's angry switch. He glared at Macie and cursed her out in his mind.

'Macie, you're getting on my nerves. You'd better watch your mouth. How dare you say something like

that? Were you deaf when Laila denied it just now? Or do you have a screw loose? Anyway, that can't

be far-fetched. You never seemed normal to me. Let it go, Horace. It's pointless to exchange words

with an unreasonable woman.'

"To be honest, I didn't believe that Amaia had taken the initiative to profess her love to you because I

didn't think she would stoop so low. But now, I believe it. You are really awesome, Horace!"

Macie gave him a thumbs-up after she finished speaking.

Everyone had gotten into the Rolls-Royce at this time.

A customer, who had left the restaurant when they did, was standing outside. He murmured to himself,

"Wow! That young man is indeed wealthy. He's even driven around in a Rolls-Royce Phantom. Ha-ha!

That other guy should have weighed his options well before competing with him. This man dusts him

off in terms of wealth, character, and even intelligence. The rude guy didn't stand a chance at all!"

Meanwhile, several young ladies came out of the restaurant. They also saw Horace get on the Rolls-

Royce. With fanatical gleams in their eyes, they muttered to themselves, "I must make that rich man

mine!"