Chapter 159 Ferrari Enzo
William glanced at the caller ID, feeling puzzled, but he answered it.
On the other end, there was immediate sobbing and commotion. "William, come and save me! I accidentally crashed your car, and they want me to pay twenty million."
"Crashed? What car did you crash that requires twenty million in compensation?"
William was also shocked. Nancy was indeed a handful.
And it was a Ferrari.
Nancy crashed the car and now had to pay twenty million in compensation, could it be that the other party also had a luxury car?
Nancy couldn't explain clearly over the phone. She kept crying and shouting, "William, come quickly. There are so many people. They said if I don't pay, they'll take me away and go to my house to find my parents."
William was helpless and quickly said, "Wait there. I'm coming right now."
With that, William hung up the phone, jumped into Craig's car, and sped to the scene of Nancy's accident.
Meanwhile, after the call to the villa owner, Eliana received a reply that they could visit but couldn't touch anything inside.
"Mrs. Wallace, you're amazing. You solved it with just one phone call," Dorothy immediately flattered.
Eliana waved her hand and said proudly, "It's nothing. The villa owner agreed because of my sister. The Eagle family, you know, in Lindwood City, everyone gives them face."
Eliana felt elated, almost floating on air.
She had been worried that the owner might refuse, but they agreed.
Instantly, she felt even more prestigious in front of Margaret and Dorothy. It was exhilarating.
Margaret also flattered, "Mrs. Wallace, you're really impressive. I hope we can rely on your help more in the future."
Eliana's sister Naomi was really lucky to marry Quentin from the Eagle family.
Eliana's status and position had skyrocketed as a result.
Previously, Eliana was just an ordinary poor rural woman, as Dorothy had told Margaret.
Now, her attire, clothes, and bags were all branded.
Margaret was very envious.
She used to be like that in the Turner family, but ever since she married Tyler, especially after Mary married William, her status and position had plummeted.
This had made Margaret unreasonable and snobbish over the years.
In fact, it was also Margaret's inherent arrogance and domineering nature.
"By the way, Mrs. Wallace, who is the owner of this villa?" Margaret suddenly asked eagerly.
Eliana glanced at Margaret with disdain, feeling disgusted by her flattery.
She said, "Do you know who the richest person in Lindwood City is?"
Dorothy quickly answered, "I know, George from Golden Age Group."
Eliana nodded and said, "That's right, this villa belongs to George. I didn't expect George to be so accommodating. Let's hurry and take a look inside; we only have an hour."
With that, Eliana led Margaret and Dorothy inside. They looked around, feeling curiosity.
Meanwhile, at the intersection in the city center, a large crowd of ordinary citizens had gathered.
Two luxury cars collided, which indeed attracted attention.
Nancy stood next to the red Ferrari with her arms crossed. She shouted arrogantly at the few young men opposite her, "Why should I pay? How much is your car worth? Open your eyes and look clearly, this is a Ferrari! You should be paying me. Not much, just a million."
At this moment, Nancy was nothing like the crying girl on the phone, but rather like a young Margaret—fiery and arrogant.
Nancy wasn't stupid, the other car looked luxurious too. Could it also be a luxury car?
But even if it was a luxury car, could it be better than a Ferrari?
In Nancy's mind, a Ferrari was the top-tier sports car.
However, the young men on the other side, led by a handsome guy in a white shirt and floral shorts with a middle part hairstyle, looked very disdainful. He sat on the hood, glanced at the Ferrari next to Nancy. "Is this car yours?"
Nancy immediately puffed up like an angry kitten. She was flushed and then raised her chin, "Of course it's mine. I'm driving it, so it's mine."
With that, the young men on the other side all burst into laughter.
Nancy suddenly panicked. She looked around nervously and angrily cursed, "What are you laughing at? Can you even afford this car? And you, hurry up and pay!"
However, the handsome guy in the white shirt on the other side just sneered. "Take a look at my car. This is a Ferrari Enzo. You don't even recognize my car, and you have the nerve to say that car is yours?"
Nancy was stunned out of doubt. She had only heard of Ferrari, but what was a Ferrari Enzo?
"Come on! You bring a fake Ferrari here and have the nerve to ask me for twenty million? What a joke!"
Nancy retorted immediately with anger.
It must be a counterfeit Ferrari.
What Ferrari Enzo? Fake.
As soon as Nancy finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.
"This girl is all looks and no brains; she doesn't even recognize a Ferrari Enzo."
"How embarrassing. That's an Enzo, a top-tier sports car. The aristocrat of Ferraris."
"Exactly, there are only a few hundred of them worldwide."
With the crowd's discussions, Nancy realized something was wrong.
Only six or seven in the entire country?
The aristocrat of Ferraris, a legendary limited edition?
Nancy suddenly panicked, her eyes darting around, but she still stubbornly replied, "I don't believe it. My cousin-in-law will be here soon."
Nancy stomped her foot in frustration, feeling humiliated by the crowd's comments.
The young men on the other side also sneered.
The owner of the Ferrari Enzo, the guy in the white shirt, said, "Alright, we'll wait for your cousin-in-law. But let me tell you, you can't escape the compensation."
Nancy was scared that her legs started to tremble. She stammered. "What car needs twenty million? Who are you trying to fool?"
"Fool?"
Another young man stepped forward and said disdainfully, "Listen up; this Ferrari Enzo is a rare edition, three million dollars, and it's priceless. Understand?"
Three million?
Nancy almost lost her balance but she answered quickly, "I don't believe it. You guys are just trying to extort me."
The crowd shook their heads and laughed coldly.
"The girl is probably scared. I heard that the Ferrari Enzo isn't something just anyone can buy, there are special conditions," Someone in the crowd commented.
"I know, to buy a Ferrari Enzo, you must be a social elite with high moral standards and no criminal record. You must be a Ferrari member, one of which you’ve had for over ten years, and possess rare models like the Ferrari F40 and F50. Just getting those two collector cars is difficult."
"Exactly, and of course, there are special exceptions for people like the king of racing."
Hearing the crowd's discussions, Nancy was completely terrified.
Nancy was frightened and she thought herself, 'With these conditions then you can buy a Ferrari Enzo. So, the young guy must have many Ferraris? What shoud I to do? I am in big trouble.'
Nancy finally realized the seriousness of the situation. She became extremely anxious.
Three million, even if William knew Alan, might not be enough to pay.
The guy in the white shirt smiled, walked up to Nancy, who was hugging herself and biting her nails. He looked at the Ferrari next to her and said, "Your Ferrari 488 is worth about three hundred thousand dollars. How are you going to pay me three million?"
"I... I," Nancy stammered, stepping back in fear and crying, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. This car isn't mine. I borrowed it. Please don't push me. My cousin-in-law will be here soon, and he'll pay you."
Suddenly, the crowd understood and started criticizing Nancy.
"Look, she is too vain, even borrow a luxury car to show off, and now she's in trouble."
"I bet she got this car by selling her body."
"Probably did that a lot, really cheap."
Upon hearing this, Nancy burst into tears, retorting, "I didn't! I'm not the kind of girl you say!"
However, the crowd didn't believe her, and their comments became more intense, criticizing Nancy from head to toe.
They were just short of holding a banner with words like "slut" and "cheap."
The young men in the white shirt, seeing Nancy's pitiful look, started teasing, "How about this, have a few drinks with Mason."
"Mason is very easygoing, come on."
"This girl looks pretty. Mason, don't miss it."
As she heard this, Nancy was terrified, stepping back several steps and crying. "No, I won't go!"
But the young men didn't listen. They just pull her towards another car.
Nancy cried out for help from the bystanders.
However, the crowd just watched coldly. Who would dare to intervene?
A Ferrari Enzo, which is worth three million.
If messing with such rich people, they would all end up badly.
They were just ordinary people and they couldn't afford to provoke these guys.
Suddenly, a voice shouted angrily from a distance.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a voice of anger came through.
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