Chapter 729

Few people would demand to borrow money so straightforwardly. Thaddeus got out of the car and leaned against it, looking at the down-and-out Benji, feeling a bit amused.

"Where's your supercar? Just sell one of the cars in your garage. You can't afford gas now anyway!" Thaddeus jeered.

Benji felt a pang of sadness. He never imagined he would one day worry about money. He had no concept of its value and never lacked it in his hands.

Who could have thought that Benji, born with a silver spoon, would one day not be able to afford gas? The cars in his garage were his cherished treasures, and selling them would be like taking his life.

Thaddeus, this jerk, said it on purpose, knowing he wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Cut the crap. I'm in trouble now, and instead of helping, you're making snide remarks. Have you forgotten who pulled you out from the grave and fed you four years ago? Without us, would you have your reunion with Jessie today? You would have starved to death in a grave!"

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