BXBX NOVEL Chapter 80 - 80: A Dispute Caused by a Car
Mag reluctantly glanced at her retreating figure. Her twisted face gradually returned to a normal expression as she feigned a gentle voice, “Xaviera, I know you must be feeling wronged… Oh, right! The Coriell family is hosting a banquet today. Are you planning to attend? Would you like to ride with me?”
Rose sneered, ‘Mag, are you being foolish again? This car is a limited global edition, and only you have the privilege to use it in the Evans family. What is Xaviera? Does she deserve to ride in your car?”
Xaviera recognized the car. It was a luxury car custom built for her when her mother was still alive, reserved just for her!
And now Mag was saying… that only she deserved this car!?
Rose looked at Xaviera with disdain, “Some people just don’t know their place, thinking too highly of themselves just because they have a legitimate mother. No matter how talented you are, you still have to determine whether you have the luck to enjoy it. You must recognize this car, right? Let me tell you, it was left behind by your mother. How about that? Isn’t it Mag’s now?”
Mag sighed with an apologetic expression, “I’m so sorry, Rose. I was careless, and I forgot the rules of our Evans family. We should use things according to our status. If something is beyond our status, even if others offer it to us, we can’t take it. How about this—I’ll arrange another car for you.”
After speaking, she pointed to a random vehicle, “Just that one. It’s a nice match for your worth. I’ll head to the Coriell’s first and wait for you there.” Mag referred to a regular sedan with a new price below 200,000 dollars.
A 200,000 dollar car, supposed to match her worth?
Xaviera laughed. An illegitimate daughter like Mag could ride in a custom-built sports car worth 80 million, while the rightful Miss Evans was supposed to sit in a lousy 200,000 dollar sedan?
A gleam of satisfaction flashed in Mag’s eyes. So what if Xaviera was born from the original wife? Over the years, hasn’t she been trampled on by Mag, the illegitimate daughter? Mag imagined herself riding this limited-edition sports car to the Coriell’s banquet. She believed everyone there would look at her with admiration. With that thought, Mag revealed a delightful smile, gesturing for the driver to open the door, ready to get in the car…
Just then, “Mr. Evans, there’s something I’d like to mention bluntly.”
Mag turned her head instinctively, only to see Derek Evans and a tall, handsome man walking towards her. The man had a stunningly perfect appearance, even more handsome than Moore Mamet.
Mag’s heart skipped a beat involuntarily.
Derek had always assumed that Albert came for Mag. While Mag was almost driven to tears by Xaviera’s bullying, if it wasn’t for their timely arrival with the family car, she wouldn’t know how to recover. Sensing that Albert was suddenly speaking, he assumed Albert would take the opportunity to stand up for Mag and teach Xaviera—a worthless girl—a lesson.
“Mr. Sullivan, feel free to speak your mind. No matter what request you make, I will agree. Our Evans Group always avoids favoritism, whether it’s my daughter or my wife. Anyone who makes a mistake will be treated equally!”
Albert glanced at Derek with a smirk, “Really? Then Mr. Evans would never treat his two daughters differently, right? It’s not fair to have one attending the banquet with a luxury car, while the other has to ride a lousy car.”
Derek was startled, not understanding Albert’s intention.
Before he could ask, he heard Albert say leisurely, “Miss Mag Evans may be an illegitimate child, but it’s too much to make her walk to the banquet. However, there should be a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate daughters. How about this… Mr. Evans, arrange another car for Miss Mag Evans. Though it won’t be as luxurious as Miss Evans’, it should be somewhat similar. After all, Mr. Evans always treats everyone equally.”
The onlookers stared, dumbstruck. Even the slowest came to understand that Albert asked Mag to let Xaviera offer her car.
Tears immediately welled in Mag’s eyes. What was going on? Didn’t her father say that Albert cooperated with their Evans Group out of respect for her? Why was Albert now blatantly siding with that bitch, Xaviera?
Derek stumbled to explain, “No, Mr. Sullivan. I know you have the best interest of our Evans Group in mind, and you care about Mag. That’s why I arranged the best vehicle for her…”
Albert interrupted, “The best vehicle for Miss Mag Evans? I don’t see it. Isn’t there only one limited edition luxury car for Miss Evans and a 200,000 dollars lousy car here?”
Derek wanted to argue that the luxury car was arranged for Mag and not for the worthless Xaviera. But Albert suddenly exclaimed, as if realizing something, “Wait, don’t tell me, Mr. Evans, that this luxury car was arranged for Miss Mag Evans?”