Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 250

Crystal's reluctance to move was completely understandable.

She wasn't interested to begin with. Moreover, she knew that the others would likely seize the opportunity to mock me again. She didn't want me to go through that.

I gently took her hand to reassure her.

Her eyes softened, and her cheeks flushed slightly. "William, I'm sorry. I knew that they would try to humiliate you, but I still selfishly brought you here. I just didn't expect them to go this far.

"I thought that they would toss a few casual taunts and leave it at that. I imagined we would spend most of the evening by ourselves. If I had known it would turn out like this, I never would have brought you along."

As she spoke, her eyes began to glisten with unshed tears.

I chuckled softly. "Why are you crying? A few words from them mean nothing to me. Come on. Let's go see what all the fuss is about."

"You want to go?" She looked at me with wide-eyed surprise. "But they'll—"

"Don't worry." I gently interrupted her, placing a finger against her lips. "I'm not bothered, so why should you be? As long as I don't care about it, there's nothing for you to overthink about. Got it?"

She gazed at me deeply, and after confirming that I truly wasn't upset and wasn't just putting on a brave face, she finally nodded. She smiled faintly before standing up to follow me.

I made up my mind when I saw the mocking glances from the crows and Crystal's anxious expression. It was time for me to stop pretending.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Victor's number. "Victor, get in touch with Porsche headquarters immediately. I want the best Porsche in the country delivered here as soon as possible. I'll send you the address."

With that, I texted him the location.

When I looked up, I found everyone staring at me like a lunatic.

Although she looked slightly conflicted, she smiled faintly when our eyes met. "Don't worry, William. No matter what you say or do, I'll support you."

She said she supported me—not that she believed me. It was a subtle but telling distinction. Clearly, even she doubted that I could back up my words. I felt a twinge of disappointment but couldn't blame her.

After all, arranging a car directly from Porsche headquarters wasn't something an ordinary person could manage. It was hard to believe for someone like her, who had never been exposed to this level of influence.

"Let's go check out Mr. Vega's Porsche! There's no point wasting more on this guy's nonsense!"

Before long, the group gathered around Aidan's Porsche.

It was a custom-painted pink Porsche with flashy modifications that gave it an almost dreamlike quality. The bold and vibrant design immediately drew everyone's attention. It was undeniably eye-catching.