The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 189

Chapter 189: Driving a Buick

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Finn Taylor walked out of the bar and glanced at his watch. It was about time to attend the party that night, but something bothered him—he didn't have a car.

Frank Lucas had smashed his Ferrari. The BMW was with his wife, and it had been a long time since he had driven it.

Finn Taylor glanced at the manager of the bar. “Do you have a car?”

“Yes, but it isn't very good. It's just a Buick that costs about 10,000 dollars.”

Finn Taylor had visited the bar many times. Although the manager didn't know the former's true identity, his boss always treated Finn Taylor with respect every time he came.

The manager took all that to heart.. As such, he immediately responded the moment Finn Taylor posed that question. However, he felt that his car wouldn't fit the latter.

“Can it be used?”

“Yes.”

“Alright then. Hand me your key and get Frank Lucas to give you 150,000 dollars later. I'm buying the car from you.”

The manager simply took that as a joke. Nonetheless, he handed the key to Finn Taylor.

He never gave that 150,000 dollars a thought.

Finn Taylor took the invitation out and glanced at it. ‘Joya Hotel—what kind of stupid hotel is that? I've never heard of it.'

But Finn Taylor wasn't picky. He could drive a 150,000-dollar Ferrari or a 10,000-dollar Buick all the same. He could also eat a 10,000-dollar feast or a 10-dollar meal at a roadside stall all the same.

‘Since Frank Lucas is giving me a treat and has decided on Joya Hotel, I'm not going to say anything.'

Very quickly, he arrived at the entrance of Joya Hotel in the Buick.

Finn Taylor asked the security officer, “Where's the parking lot?”

The latter glanced at Finn Taylor and rolled his eyes immediately. “There isn't one.”

‘Er…' Finn Taylor was stunned. ‘What is going on? At a hotel like this, valets would help guests park their cars. I had only asked where the parking lot was because I didn't want to trouble them, yet I've been met with such a terrible attitude!'

“What's with your attitude?”

“What, am I wrong? Look at the car you're driving—it's just a lousy Buick. How dare you enter? We're a five-star hotel, so aren't you embarrassed by driving a car that isn't worth at least 100,000 dollars?”

Finn Taylor was stunned. ‘What's he saying? Only a car that costs 100,000 dollars is worthy of being called a car? Is a 10,000-dollar car not a car? Is there really a need to make such distinctions between people? We're all the same!'

Honk!

Just then, a Cayenne started honking behind Finn Taylor.

“What's going on? Why can't I go in?” The Cayenne's owner looked out of the window and started lashing out.

“Hello, Young Master James. I'll chase him away immediately!” The security officer obviously recognized the Cayenne's owner and was even especially polite toward him. Then, he walked up to Finn Taylor. “Do you see that? That Cayenne costs 700,000 dollars—that's a car. You're just driving a Buick. Hurry up and get lost.”

Finn Taylor thought that the whole situation was ridiculous. “I was asking where the parking lot is?”

‘I'll drive over to the parking lot by myself. This guy is just a mere security officer, so how dare he look down on others?'

“I told you that there isn't one. Can't you understand English?”

Finn Taylor was speechless. He got out of the car and threw his key to the security officer. “Drive my car over.”

With that, he left.

Seeing that Finn Taylor hadn't moved his car away and had even left, the Cayenne's owner flared up.

Bang!

He switched on the engine and rammed into Finn Taylor's Buick. Then, he simply strode off.

Even after witnessing the scene, the security officer didn't think that Young Master James was in the wrong. That was just how the world was. ‘You're just driving a Buick, and you didn't even want to give way to a Cayenne. That's on you. It's not his fault for banging into you. In fact, you'll even have to pay for the damages to his car. That's reality for the poor.'

Finn Taylor had heard the crash, yet he didn't stop to look back.

Finn Taylor's entrance attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby of Joya Hotel. After all, he was a well-known figure in San Francisco.

While the driver of the Cayenne hadn't recognized him, that didn't mean that nobody else did.

Very quickly, someone pointed at him and said, “That looks like Finn Taylor.”

But others were confused. “Which Finn Taylor?”

“Do we have another Finn Taylor in San Francisco? I'm talking about that useless matrilocal son-in-law!”

Those words made everyone turn their gazes to the man strolling in. Then, everyone started chiming in. “That's right—it's him. I've been to the Larson family's residence and saw his wife slapping him. He's such a coward; how humiliating!”

Damien James patted off the dust on his clothes before walking in.

Seeing that, someone asked out of curiosity, “What happened, Damien?”

“Don't mention it! I have such bad luck! I met an idiot driving a Buick at the entrance. He was blocking the way, and I was so annoyed that I rammed into him with my Cayenne.”

Hearing that, everyone couldn't help but feel their blood boil. “Not bad, Damien. You're a real man.”

“That's right. Frank Lucas is the one holding this party. None of his guests would drive a Buick here.”

Damien James was confused too. “That's right. I wonder which idiot drove that Buick.”

Just as Damien James was retelling his story, Finn Taylor walked over. “Was it you? Were you the one who rammed into my Buick? The car costs 20,000 dollars—cash or bank transfer?”

Damien James hadn't recognized Finn Taylor earlier. But now the latter stood right in front of him, he couldn't help but think that he looked familiar. “Don't tell me that you're that Finn Taylor.”

“Yes, you're right—it's me. Since you recognize me, you can send that money over to the Larson family's residence.” Finn Taylor was about to leave after saying that.

“Ha, you're just a piece of trash! Who are you to put on an act in front of me? Send it to the Larson family's residence? Are you selling your wife to me with that 20,000 dollars? But to be honest, your wife isn't bad. I met her once, and I think she looks good. I wonder if she'll be as good in bed.”

Thud!

Before Damien James could finish his sentences, Finn Taylor had already punched him to the ground.

This was completely unexpected. After all, the two of them were worlds apart.

Finn Taylor was just a useless matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family, while Damien James was the only son of the James family—a top-tier family in San Francisco.

Chapter end

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