I Crashed Into My Wife’s Affair

When I said that, he scoffed and said, “You must be out of your mind. You’re getting so worked up about the money. You want to scam a rich dude, is that it?

“Everyone knows that old Nimgo of yours is worth maybe two hundred thousand or three hundred thousand dollars at best. I offered you five hundred thousand dollars, and you’re still not satisfied?

“Let me tell you something. This behavior is considered blackmail. I’m sure you know that’s illegal. Don’t think I don’t know the law.”

People who were standing around started to chime in. “Buddy, take what you can get. That car of yours is worth two hundred thousand or three hundred thousand dollars. If he’s willing to give you five hundred thousand dollars, just take it and move on. Don’t get greedy.”

“Yeah. Don’t end up getting nothing after all this. Plus, if he sues you for making false claims, you’ll lose big time.”

At this point, an appraisal manager from a Nimgo dealership approached us.

“Who said this Nimgo is only worth two or three hundred thousand? This is a top-tier luxury car worth tens of millions. Just the headlight alone costs more than several hundred thousand.”

Jason’s face went pale when he heard that, but he still kept his composure.

The crowd went quiet for a moment and then changed their tune.

“Oh, so he’s the real rich guy. He’s really keeping a low profile.”

“Yeah, the truly wealthy are always low-key. Unlike some kids who think they’re all that just because they’re driving a Valterra.”

“That’s right. Maybe that Valterra isn’t even his. And now, he’s wrecked someone’s million-dollar car. Good luck paying for it.”

The appraiser finished and reported to me, “Mr. Duke, your car’s been seriously damaged. Repairing it will cost almost as much as a new car, so it’s really not worth fixing.”

I nodded and looked at Jason. “Pay up. Ten million. Not a cent less.”

Jason’s cocky attitude had waned, but he still tried to argue. He said, “You’re just making stuff up. Did you hire someone to con me?

“You’re just trying to commit fraud. I’m going to report you!”

I pulled out the purchase invoice and showed it to him.

“Take a good look. Do you think I’m conning you?”

After he looked at the invoice, he seemed a little shaken, but his smug expression quickly returned.

He pulled out a black premium card and waved it in front of me.

“It’s ten million? What of it? I’ve got thirty million on this card. I’ll pay you.”

Someone in the crowd gasped. “Whoa! That’s a top-tier black card. Only billionaires can get one. This guy’s loaded too.”

“He’s so young and already worth a billion. That’s crazy.”

Everyone’s praises made him even more arrogant, and he started showing off his card.

But he had no idea that card was actually a secondary card I gave my wife. If I called the bank and asked them to freeze the card, it would be completely useless.

After I told the bank to freeze the card, I looked at him and said, “Stop showing off. You’re not fooling anyone. I bet there’s not even a hundred thousand on that card.”

He immediately snapped, “Give me your account number, and I’ll transfer the money. If I manage to do it, I’ll make you regret it.”

I gave him the number and let him try.

He tried several times, but the card was disabled.

The crowd started mocking him.

“Another fake rich kid. That black card is probably maxed out anyway.”

“He can’t even pay, but he still insists on putting on a show. If you can’t pay, just admit it.”