Dragon Master novel Maximilian novel Chapter 788

Maximilian smiled. "That's not your concern. I'll figure it out."

"Maximilian, you're such a bragger. You can never buy a car with your and Carmen's money combined," Sinclair mocked.

People burst into ridicule when they saw Maximilian walking to the concept car. They thought he wanted to take a selfie and pretend it was his, too.

The next moment, they were so shocked that Maximilian touched the car.

The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper standing next to the concept car was nervous now. He drove the car here to deliver it to the buyer. Maximilian just touched it. Should anything thing happened to the car, he didn't even know what to say to Mr. Kadir.

"What are you doing? How dare you touch it? A single scratch on it will bankrupt you!"

"I'm Maximilian," he raised his head and said.

The middle-aged man paused for a second. Then his anger was scared away. His face changed from shocking to suprised. He realized he just scolded Mr. Kadir's VIP.

He was a little panicked and wanted to apologize.

"Don't say a word." Maximilian stopped him calmly.

The man quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Chandler had told him to hold more respect for Maximilian than for himself. The man remembered it. Now he dared not to say a word.

"Stay away from Maximilian, everyone, or we may get involved in this if the owner of the car comes over," Sinclair said and looked at Maximilian like a freak. He kept spreading conspiracy theories.

Carmen whispered, "I know you like this car, but we'll be in trouble if the owner sees us."

"Maximilian, you've got a lot of nerve. Do you know how much this concept car is? If the owner gets back. He will kill you," Sinclair sneered.

Those who could afford a concept car were definitely no ordinary people. Even Sinclair wouldn't dare to mess up with them. He was so surprised that Maximilian is so bold. He was touching the car again and again.

"Not bad," Maximilian nodded. He seemed to be satisfied with this car.

The car is black all over, like the ride of Batman. It looks domineering. It already had a plate, which meant that it can be driven on the road immediately.

Just by then, Maximilian's telephone rang. It was from the car garage, saying that his car had been fixed. Maximilian send the location to them and asked them to drive the car over.

Sinclair scoffed, "You're in no fear simply because you don't have anything to lose, do you?"

Everyone thought that Maximilian had something wrong with his brain. Touching a car like that might lead to destructive consequences.

"Come in, Serena," Sinclair said as he opened the scissors door of the sports car and sneered, "Maximilian, I can let you touch my car if you bark like my dog. How's that?"

While he was smug, Maximilian walked to the middle-aged man and held out his hand.

In everybody's shocking stare, the middle-aged man sincerely handed the car key to Maximilian. Then Maximilian hopped in the car in front of everyone.

"Is it me or he just got the key to the car?"

"Why is he allowed in?"

"Maybe this car is here for a presentation. Everyone can have a try."

They realized that this could be a concept car for clients to try for free, or Maximilian would've already been kicked out, give how poor he was.