Despite being a bustling city, the ten luxury cars parked in front of the ever-busy Salford High Rail Station were still particularly eye-catching.
At that moment, the rail finally arrived at the station.
Standing up, Gerald stretched slightly before getting off the rail together with Queta and Finnley.
When he passed by Maia and her group of friends, however, he simply walked past them without greeting them at all.
“Humph! Just look at that behavior! Who wants to bother about him anyway?”
‘How dare he not take the initiative to greet me?’ Maia thought to herself. She had never expected Gerald to end up becoming such a stubborn man.
It was evident that Maia had a superiority complex.
‘If you had only greeted me, I would’ve refrained from bothering you. However, for a person like you to ignore me, your actions are similar to destroying a beautiful object! How humiliating and upsetting!’
However, she would let it slide this time. After that, she too got off the rail together with her group.
“Didn’t you say that someone was going to pick us up once we arrived at the station, Warren?” asked Maia as a few of her friends started looking around.
Just as she asked that, the sound of a car honking could be heard. Seconds later, a large Land Rover drove over and stopped in front of the group.
The driver reeled his car window down and the group soon saw the young and handsome man driving it.
“Over here, Warren!” said the man.
“Jamier!” replied Warren while slightly waving his hand.
“Wow! It’s a Land Rover! What does your friend do for a living, Warren?” asked a few girls who were standing beside him.
“Ah, well, he used to be my classmate in the police academy. After he graduated, however, he didn’t become a police officer. That’s because his father had called him home so that he could inherit their family’s company!” answered Warren with a chuckle.
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