I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn Novel
Chapter 65

Chapter 65

“Isabel is the bride?” Oliver was shocked.

He thought, “Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”

He came to help with the wedding car and encountered his classmate who was a rich kid. The groom was also his classmate, and the bride was his ex-girlfriend who had dumped him for being poor, Isabel!

He thought, “Are you kidding me?”

Harold glanced at him and chuckled. “It’s a bit awkward, isn’t it? It is what it is. It’s a natural tendency for people to be attracted to those of higher status. Yves’ family is rich, while Isabel has her looks. Naturally, you have no money…”

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Harold’s blunt words dealt a blow to Oliver. He glanced at the two Cullinan and asked the others, “Who drives the cars?”

Wayne flung the cigarette butt in his hand and shot it into the trash can more than nine feet ten inches away. He stared at Harold and answered lightly, “It’s me.”

Simon did not say anything and ignored Harold.

Harold took out a packet of Marlboro and said with a smile, “Come on, have a Marlboro.”.

As Wayne accepted a cigarette, Harold asked, “Do you own both Cullinan?”

Wayne glanced at Oliver and said lightly, “We’re merely the drivers driving for the boss.”

Harold was also relieved. “Yeah, of course, the big shots won’t drive their own cars. You both have the same boss?”

Wayne pointed to the six cars in front of him. “Two Cullinan, two Mercedes-Benz AMG G63, and two Mercedes-Benz S450. All six of them belong to our boss.”

“They all belong to one person?” Harold was also surprised. He gasped and said, “He’s so rich. What does the boss do?”

Wayne chuckled, “How can people like us talk nonsense about the boss?”

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While they were talking, a white Honda sedan arrived. The person who got off the car when it came to a stop was Stella,

As soon as Harold saw her, he waved his hand and shouted, “Stella, where did you replace these cars?”

“Good morning, Harold.” Stella waved at him and ran over excitedly.

Stella was beautiful in appearance and was indeed considered a beauty.

Harold liked to show off in front of beautiful women. He laughed and said, “Stella, I’ll come to your place after I get a Ferrari. Should I buy a car for my girlfriend?”

Stella smiled, gasping for breath as she ran over. Her chest was particularly tantalizing and she bowed to Oliver. “Oh, Mr. Eastwood, why are you here in person? I thought you would send your subordinates. If I had known you came in person, I

would have come here earlier!”

Harold was stunned. “Mr. Eastwood? When did he command such respect?”

Then, Stella introduced Harold to him, “Harold, Mr. Eastwood bought eight luxury cars from me, all of which cost more than 6 million dollars and in full payment too. Never has any salesperson here seen someone buying so many luxury cars without taking a loan!”

After saying that, Stella hurried to her car and opened the boot. Then, she took several bottles of delicately packaged mineral water and respectfully handed them over to Oliver before distributing them to others.

Harold was a little confused. He rubbed his head and asked Stella, “Oliver is my classmate, and I know him very well. There’s nothing that I don’t know about him. How can he afford a luxury car, let alone eight? They cost more than 6 million dollars too. Did you make a mistake?”

Harold thought, “Luxury cars worth more than 600 thousand dollars… Even I only have 2 to 4 million dollars. I was only bragging about the Ferrari and showing off my family’s wealth. Obviously, I can’t afford to spend around 800 thousand dollars or so to buy a Ferrari.”

Stella frowned and said with some displeasure, “Harold, don’t talk nonsense. Those cars were registered under Mr. Eastwood’s name. I was top in sales this month thanks to Mr. Eastwood’s help. My salary exceeded 6,000 dollars!”

Harold was stunned. Then, he stared at Oliver and asked, “You… Oliver, you really bought these cars?”

Oliver took a sip of water and said lightly, “It’s just a few

cars. There’s

no need to brag about it.”

Harold almost fell to the ground and wobbled around before stabilizing. With wide eyes, he asked Oliver, “H-How did you become so rich? Did you win the lottery?”

Oliver replied lightly, “Oh, I dabble in some business.”

“I don’t believe you!” Harold would get on his knees for someone who was richer than him and depreciate those who were

Oliver suddenly becoming rich made Harold suspicious and doubtful, but he couldn’t make any sense of it. Oliver had been dumped by Isabel for less than a month and he had been incredibly poor. It was unlike for someone to get rich in such a short period of time.

Unless…

Harold suddenly became alert and looked around Oliver. Suddenly, he noticed five more drivers standing around Oliver.

Harold thought, “Damn! Did Oliver really step on the unscrupulous path? The five fierce-looking men look like his companions.”

Trembling, Harold snuck into the studio by excusing himself to go to the bathroom. Then, he texted Stella and told her to

come over.

When Stella entered the studio, Harold ran out from behind the door. Then, he pulled her and ran into the filming room. He hurriedly closed the door and locked it again.

Stella was startled. She covered her chest and stared at him, “Harold, what are you doing?”

Harold waved his hand angrily and said, “What are you talking about? I’m not that thirsty. Stella, do you know what Oliver does? Does he r-rob…”

Stella spat at him. “What are you talking about? Mr. Eastwood is the boss of a company, and he has five other employees who are female. We all added each other on WhatsApp and chatted. Mr. Eastwood runs a business on jadeite. He even has a very beautiful girlfriend, one who is even more beautiful than celebrities. She’s also a police officer!”

Harold was stunned again. “He has a girlfriend who’s a police officer?”

He thought, “How long has it been since Isabel dumped Harold? He even found a girlfriend who is more beautiful than a celebrity?”

Stella took out her phone and found some pictures.

It was a clear picture of Oliver and Sienna, taken when they delivered the car.

Sienna was snuggled up to Oliver and stood by two cars. One of the cars was the Rolls-Royce Dawn while the other was the Mercedes-Benz AMG G63.

Sienna had a tall figure and a beautiful face. She was even wearing a police uniform.

“What is this dumb luck?”

After Harold realized that Oliver was not dabbling in some illegal business, he felt jealousy and hatred in his heart. He thought, “Damn it! Why didn’t I make a big fortune even though I’m smarter than him and had a better foundation? Not only that, but he’d even found himself a top-tier girlfriend. Damn it!”

Stella was stunned. “Harold, do you know Mr. Eastwood?”

Harold sneered, “Of course, I know him. He was my classmate in high school, and he’s also Yves’ classmate. Don’t you know that Isabel, the bride at today’s wedding, is Oliver’s ex-girlfriend?”