“You said people like me could never afford this car.”
Adrien stood beside the yellow supercar in the center of the showroom, one hand resting lightly near the roofline. His voice was calm. Almost too calm for the tension that had settled over the polished marble floor.
He looked directly at the woman who had dismissed him earlier.
“Do you still think that?”
Her expression changed the moment she saw what he was holding.
“Where did you get that?”
Across the showroom, Victor stopped moving.
Someone near the reception desk whispered his name.
“Victor… what is happening?”
No one answered.
The dealership, one of the most exclusive luxury automobile showrooms in that part of the United States, had suddenly gone so quiet that even the soft instrumental music playing through the ceiling speakers seemed unusually loud.
But two hours earlier, no one inside that building had any idea who Adrien really was.
And that was exactly how he wanted it.
That morning, Adrien stood in a private office several miles away from the dealership, looking through the window at the traffic moving along the American boulevard below.
His assistant was waiting near the door.
“I’m going to that showroom myself,” Adrien said.
His assistant hesitated.
“You want me to notify the manager?”
Adrien turned away from the window.
“No.”
The answer came immediately.
“Make sure they don’t know who I am.”
His assistant studied him for a moment.
“Now we’ll see how they treat someone they think has nothing.”
Adrien glanced down at himself.
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