The Legendary Man novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 It Was Him

A few minutes later, Jonathan saw Tavion’s car below Tavion Tower.

It was a black Rolls-Royce that appeared extremely grand, sparkling under the sunlight.

As soon as Tavion got downstairs, the driver immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for him.

Surprisingly, Jonathan saw no sign of the two men who were purportedly waiting for him in the waiting lounge. Instead, the secretary got into the car with Tavion.

“How’s it, Jonathan? This is a pretty nice ride, isn’t it?” Lighting a cigar, Tavion leaned back against the seat and puffed out a cloud of smoke at the starry sky above.

“Not bad,” Jonathan answered blithely.

Tavion casually flicked the cigar as he revealed the price of the car, saying, “I spent over thirty million on this car and had it air-freighted over. You can’t buy this here, but then the maintenance is just too expensive. It costs me hundreds of thousands every year!”

He seemed to be chatting with Jonathan about the car, but in reality, he was using that method to widen the gap between them.

It’s just been a mere four years, yet there’s already a world of difference between us! So what if he was vastly capable back then? He’s still doing so dismally now that he can’t even afford to buy a decent set of clothes! Contrarily, I already have a fortune of a few billion and am currently sitting in a car worth over thirty million! Just the amount of money I’m spending on this car’s maintenance is enough to last him half his lifetime!

“Oh, really?” Jonathan responded nonchalantly.

That attitude of his had chagrin flooding Tavion.

I initially thought that he would appear envious or resentful, but I never thought that he would be apathetic as though a luxury car worth tens of millions is nothing to write home about in his eyes. He’s unimpressed?

At once, his expression darkened.

If he weren’t with me, would he have the opportunity to ride in this car?

Half an hour later, the car came to a stop before Empyrean Palace.

No sooner had they alighted from the car than beautiful and alluring female servers came forward, ushering them into the most lavish and stately private room in Empyrean Palace—the Supreme VIP Room.

“This way, please, Mr. Callahan!” The server’s voice was a touch coquettish, and she even seemed to be fawning over him. “Mr. Whittaker and Mr. Ziegler have been waiting for you in the room for a long time!”

“Got it.”

Nodding, Tavion followed the server to the Supreme VIP Room.

While walking, he turned to Jonathan and remarked, “You’ve never been to Empyrean Palace, have you? This is the most expensive restaurant in the whole of Jazona. The minimum spend for the Supreme VIP Room alone is eight hundred and eighty thousand! Also, it’s not open to the public. It’s only for patrons of Diamond VIP and above. To be a Diamond VIP, one has to spend at least eight million in a single bill!”

As he walked, he boasted of his grandeur and magnificence to Jonathan.

It was as though he could only flaunt his superiority through such a method.

“So you’re a Diamond VIP patron here?” Jonathan inquired casually.