I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 63

Folding her arms, Nicole sized Kingsley up and fixed her contemptuous gaze on his Volkswagen Santana as she ridiculed him and Cecilia. "Cecilia, out of all the admirers who wooed you back then, you chose a man like this guy in the end?"

Cecilia reacted with a darkened face and said, "You and I have nothing much to talk about, Nicole. Please step aside because we're here to look for a new car."

"Seriously? You guys are here for a new car? Why don't you come to our shop for a Mercedes-Benz car?" Nicole asked with a sarcastic smile on her face.

"Haha." Nicole's colleagues laughed out loud in amusement when they heard her words.

Meanwhile, Kingsley set his eyes on Nicole's face, feeling annoyed with her nasty attitude as he asked Cecilia whether she knew her with a soft voice. "You know this lady?"

"She was my roommate when we were in university." Cecilia's face turned pale. "Forget about her. Come on, let's pick your new car." She seemed reluctant to reveal more about her past with Nicole, but Kingsley could sense the fluctuation in her emotions.

Thus, Kingsley stepped forward and coldly gawked at Nicole. "You'd better show us some respect, and I might consider buying a few cars from your shop for Cecilia's sake."

"Oh, for real?" Nicole sniggered with disdain. "You're going to buy a few cars from our shop? Is there something wrong with your head? We're selling Mercedes-Benz here, not some cheap cars that a nobody like you can barely afford."

Soon, the bystanders began to echo Nicole's words and said, "It's obvious that the two of them are for Volkswagen Group's cheap cars, and this guy is telling us he'll buy a few Mercedes-Benz cars from us? I must admit he's got the courage to say that."

"Haha. Why do young people nowadays like to brag so much? Do they think that makes them look cool?"

Sensing the discrimination from the people around her, Cecilia felt as if she had returned to her darkest days when she was a student. Therefore, she began to shake like a leaf uncontrollably as Nicole gleefully enjoyed the sight of her fearful look. Deep down, Nicole was happy that she could finally humiliate Cecilia and show her up but was still jealous of her for being admired by so many men even after years had passed. "You know what, Cecilia? You should probably get off your high horse, girl. You're so cheap that you had to settle with a guy who drives a Volkswagen Santana, so please stop acting like you're every man's dream girl."

"How dare you…" Cecilia's face turned pale.

Kingsley wrapped his arm around Cecilia's shoulder and demanded an apology from Nicole. "I'm going to give you a chance to right the wrong before things turn ugly. Apologize to Cecilia now!"

"You want me to apologize to her? Who does she think she is?" Nicole rolled her eyes upward. "I'm the best salesperson around here, and the people I deal with are all big shots, but you? While a piece of trash like Cecilia is enough to catch your eye, I don't even bother to look at you. So, how dare you demand that I apologize to her?! This is absurd!"

In fact, Nicole had been so 'close' with a few big shots that she had a hard disc full of videos taken in the motel. Nevertheless, when she recounted those moments she spent with those men, she didn't

appear to be embarrassed at all because, deep down, she despised destitution more than promiscuity. As long as there was a way to sell off the cars and earn lucrative commissions, she would do it even at the cost of dignity and pride. Soon, she teased Cecilia and said, "You were quite a badass when we were still students at our university. Even my crush was among your admirers like a dog that stuck its tongue to its master for food, but things have changed now. I'm richer than you are, and your man isn't even qualified to be my admirer!" This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

With a glacial look on her face, Cecilia warned Nicole not to push her luck. "Nicole, I'd rather leave our past behind us, so you'd better not push it!"

"Or what? What are you going to do if I push it?" Nicole jutted her chin arrogantly. "You know what? I'm going to give you a 20% discount if you let me record you kneeling down while giving me a kowtow before I forward it to our class chat group. That way, you and your boyfriend can walk away with a Mercedes-Benz and live happily ever after. What do you say?"

Kingsley reacted with a cold look on her face and replied, "Why don't you sink to your knees and give Cecilia a kowtow instead while I record it and forward it to my own chat group? In return, I'll buy eight of your most expensive cars. How does that sound?"

When everyone heard Kingsley's response, they laughed out loud along with Nicole, thinking the man was just paying lip service. Did he just say he'll buy eight of our most expensive cars? What a big mouth he has there! Soon, their laughter caught the attention of Harry Pumice, the manager of the shop selling Mercedes-Benz cars. When Harry came to investigate the commotion, he asked with a pair of furrowed brows on his face. "What's going on? Why are there so many people here?"

"Mr. Pumice, there is an arrogant guy here trying to mess with us. He said if I kneel down and give him a kowtow, he'll buy eight of the most expensive cars from our shop." Nicole explained the situation but

omitted the part that she was the one causing all the trouble by provoking Cecilia first.

"What? That's outrageous. Who said that?" Harry was excited for a second, thinking he was about to get richer from such a huge sale that month, but when he noticed the Volkswagen Santana behind Kingsley, his face darkened. "Nonsense! What's he doing in front of our shop? He is only going to ruin our business that way." He then waved his hand in frustration and tried to shoo them away. "Tell them to leave at once!"

In the meantime, Nicole covered her mouth and chuckled ironically. "Did you hear that, Cecilia? Our manager just told you to leave, but mind you, those words didn't come from me." She spoke in a haughty manner that disgusted Cecilia and Kingsley.

On the other hand, Cecilia reacted with a nonchalant expression on her face. "We weren't coming to your shop in the first place, so what makes you think you can drive us out of here with no good reason?"

"Oh yeah! How can I forget? You can't afford a Mercedes-Benz anyway." Nicole pretended to pat the back of her head and played dumb. "You can only afford a cheap Volkswagen. Haha…"