The Invincible Arthur Gardner novel Chapter 63

"You're just a poor boy who deserves to live on the streets," Adam said angrily to Arthur, sneering sarcastically. "Did you sell your organs to rent this luxury car? Are you willing to die just to look rich in front of us? Ha!"

Adam asked, his anger suddenly flaring, "Do you want to challenge my son, Marco, to a car race? Do you think you can win? And do you have enough money to place a bet?"

Adam had only wanted to watch Arthur suffer under the harsh treatment of his son, but his fury had abruptly risen when the son of a bitch had pulled up in a flashy luxury car with a stunningly beautiful young girl in tow. Inwardly, Adam wished he was as young as Marco so he, too, could draw that girl's attention. He had to admit, she was truly mesmerizing. "She's so perfect," he murmured to himself.

Marco strutted up to Arthur, displaying his irritated expression.

"Hey Arthur," he jeered, "I'm quite surprised you had the nerve to show your face here today. I thought for sure you'd be too ashamed to come after you realized you couldn't avoid the consequences of your actions. Are you prepared to part with all your riches and bow down to me? And I can guarantee you I'll take the lovely lady you're with away from you. I'm going to make sure your life is miserable for having dared to cross me."

Arthur smiled and replied calmly, "I'm honored that Mr. Adam and Mrs. Kora will be present to witness me defeat their son in the challenge he set forth."

"What? You must be joking! Are you really willing to risk humiliation, Arthur?"

Marco had meticulously planned his strategy to win the challenge that day. He had hired two of the most experienced race car drivers in town at an exorbitant rate. Additionally, he had ensured that no other drivers ranked from 3 to 10 could be hired by Arthur, though he had no certainty that Arthur would attempt to do so.

Marco had thoughtfully plotted his best strategy, even though it cost him a great deal of money, to ensure that Arthur would be made to pay for his losses.

"So, you're saying that you're ready to accept any bet I offer, Arthur?" Marco asked, his eyebrows raised in anticipation.

Marco had declared beforehand that the smallest wager he would accept was an exorbitant one billion dollars. The resolute look in Arthur's eyes demonstrated he was willing to take the chance. Although Marco was uncertain of where Arthur would procure the money, he knew the implications of this bet would be catastrophic; Arthur would be crushed, unable to regain his footing and even secure the resources to put food on the table.

"One billion dollars is nothing to me," Arthur said, turning to Adam. "I'd humbly accept if Mr. Adam wishes to raise the stakes this time. I'm certain such a small sum is of little value to one such as yourself, is it not?"

Adam was incensed upon hearing Arthur's challenge. One billion dollars was certainly no small sum for him, but he refused to stay silent when a cheeky young man dared to challenge him with such an amount.

"Don't be so arrogant, Arthur. Are you certain you have the money to back this bet? Or are you just talking big?" he said mockingly.

"I'm giving you the chance to guarantee that all bets and car races this time around are conducted legally and fairly," Arthur responded composedly and assuredly.

Marco had arranged for a lawyer to attend their bet that day, and a male lawyer soon arrived with various documents ready for them to sign.