She saw the Lamborghini leaving as soon as she came out.

Gerald was gone too.

But where could Gerald be then?

Could that mean that…

Damn!

She did not even dare think about it. She really didn’t dare think about it anymore!

Sara took a deep breath. Wasn’t that confirmation that Gerald was the Lamborghini’s owner?

Sara suddenly thought of the first time she met Gerald. At that time, unceremoniously sliced watermelon on the Lamborghini’s hood.

Now, Gerald was here, and that car was also here!

Not to mention how Sara personally witnessed Gerald blowing off thirty thousand dollars without hesitation whatsoever!

Argh!

Gerald was the owner of that car? How wealthy was Gerald really?

Sara was petrified, unable to accept her own unbelievable deduction. It wasn’t right! It couldn’t possibly be true!

Gerald, on the other hand, had driven back to school after sending Queta home. He headed to the small remote parking lot, where he usually parked his car.

He then got out, locking the car behind him.