Chapter 953

The window of the Mercedes-Benz was wound down. Charlie peered at the man behind the window and instantly recognized him.

He was Max Wyatt, the guy who had taken the liberty to organize today’s gathering in their messenger group.

However, Charlie and he were just normal acquaintances.

Max was dressed in a suit that seemed tight over his chubby figure and leather shoes. He stopped the car when he saw the crowd, poked his head out of the car window, and said, “Oh, hey, sorry guys for keeping you waiting.”

A tinge of arrogance and hubris hovered in his eyes. He cleared his throat and explained in a smug tone, “Oh, there was a traffic jam on my way here, that’s why I’m late.”

Someone gaped in surprise, “Wow, Max, is this your car? When did you buy it?”

Max laughed pompously. “I just got it two days ago.”

Charlie squinted in realization. No wonder this guy was so eager in organizing the get-together, he just wanted to show off his brand new car to his childhood friends!

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