The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 92 Shady Driver

Susie and Gladys hastily put on casual clothes and went to meet the others at the gate of the inpatient

department.

"Does any of you have a car? Please can I borrow it for a while?" Horace asked when they were

complete.

It was at this moment that he became worried about how he would move all five of them to the Sea

Pavilion since he didn't have a car. If they decided to go by taxi, they would have to split up. One car

would be enough to convey them there if one of them had one.

For the umpteenth time, Gladys and Susie were stunned by his words. It was so surprising that a rich

man like him didn't have a car. They both reasoned that Horace had gone all out just to keep every bit

of his identity under wraps. To them, he would have gotten a cheap car if he only wanted to keep a low

profile.

Raising her hand, Susie said softly, "Mr. Warren, I have a car, but it's not fancy!"

"It doesn't matter whether the car is fancy or not? We can make do with it as long as it moves!" Horace

replied with a chuckle. He then continued, "We are just going to have a meal together, not to compete

for who has a better car!"

"That's not what I meant, Mr. Warren. I'm just afraid you won't feel comfortable in it!" Susie hurriedly

explained. It was common knowledge that rich men loved to ride luxury cars worth several millions of

dollars. Thus, she thought he liked one of those.

Her old car was no match for luxury cars. Although it worked fine, it didn't provide optimum comfort.

She was afraid that Horace would be uncomfortable and she would end up in his bad books as a result.

"As I said earlier, it doesn't matter. It's not like I plan to live in the car. The journey is a short one.

Besides, do you think I am so delicate?"

Horace pointed at himself as he asked that question. With a smile, he added, "I'm actually pleased that

we can go there by car. Usually, I take the bus!"

As a twenty-six-year-old nurse in the Rinas Infirmary's obstetrics and gynecology department, she had

met all kinds of people, including the elites.

'Wow! This young man never ceases to amaze me. He has continued to show that he's humble, unlike

the other trust-fund babies. He's indeed one of a kind!' Susie thought to herself as she stared at him.

"If you say so, Mr. Warren. Please follow me!" she finally said.

Afterward, she led everyone to the hospital's parking lot.

"I'm sorry that I don't have a car in Rinas, Mr. Warren. If I did, I would have served as your chauffeur

today," Donn said apologetically as they walked.

"Please don't make me mad at you, Donn. Why are you apologizing when you didn't commit any

offense? You are not God. There's no way you can make provision for everything. Besides, you just

landed barely three hours ago. Let's get this straight now. I don't want you to treat me as your superior

from now on. Just treat me as your friend, okay?"

Horace gave him a serious look. He didn't expect Donn to have a car. After all, he had only arrived

today and wasn't familiar with the city. It was normal that he didn't have one. He felt there was no need

for him to apologize because he did no wrong.

'It seems Mr. Warren is really different from the other descendants of the Warren family in Antawood.

He's so understanding. The others would have put the blame on their subordinates. I had expected him

to do the same, but he extended a hand of friendship instead. Coming here was the right decision. I'm

the heir's friend now!' This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Several thoughts filled Donn's head at this moment. He had grown up in the Warren family's mansion in

Antawood. All the children of the family had the same character traits. The young men were capable

and excellent, but they were egoistic bullies. They were so arrogant that they treated their subordinates

like trash. They had always trampled on him. On one of such occasions, he almost lost his life. He

would have died that day if the former head of the family hadn't stepped in.

In order to find out if Horace was like his egoistic relatives or his father, Donn had hastily granted

Egan's request when he was informed about Caylee's ill health. He had heard that Horace was the

long-lost son of Shari and Randall. This meant he was the only one that was qualified by blood to be

the next in line.

Donn didn't expect Horace to be the exact opposite of the other descendants. It turned out that he was

so humble and friendly. No wonder Egan assured him that he would be pleased to meet him.

All of a sudden, Susie halted and tapped the bonnet of a car. "Mr. Warren, this is my car!"

She unlocked it and opened the door of the back seat for him. She then made the welcome hand

gesture. "Please get in, Mr. Warren."

"What I just told Donn applies to the rest of you. Please don't give me any special treatment. I can open

the door myself," Horace muttered.

He then got in with Laila.

Donn had spent his days and nights researching and experimenting in the lab. However, his EQ was

pretty high. When he saw that the two lovebirds got in the back seat, he went to the front passenger

seat.

As a result, Gladys had no choice but to get in the back seat using the other door. The car was a small

one, so Horace was sandwiched between both women.

Susie who was sitting in the driver's seat looked at those in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Her heart muscles twisted when she saw that Gladys was sitting so close to Horace. 'Jeez! If I had

known earlier, I wouldn't have said I had a car. Perhaps I would have taken the same taxi as Mr.

Warren and sat beside him. Gladys is so lucky. Well, I shouldn't beat myself up over this. I would get a

good chance soon.'

With this thought in mind, Susie started the car.

She decided to help her friend now. Not only did she make a sharp turn, but she also slammed the

brakes hard from time to time. Everyone's heart skipped a beat constantly. It was a bumpy ride.

On the fairly busy road, Susie abruptly changed lanes to the right for the umpteenth time. She then

slammed the accelerator. The force pushed Horace to Gladys.

"What the hell?" she shouted. "Oh my goodness!" Horace exclaimed when he felt something soft on his

head. He sat upright and said to Gladys, "I'm so sorry about that. I didn't mean to touch you at all."

Gladys was not only five years older than Horace, she was also a nurse in the gynecology department

of the Rinas Infirmary. Embarrassment overwhelmed him at this time.

He let out an awkward cough and held Laila's hand tightly.

Gladys noticed that her shout had made him embarrassed. She bit her lower lip hard before plucking

up the courage to explain.

"Mr. Warren, I didn't mean that. I was just flustered."

Laila chuckled and chipped in, "It's okay, Horace. Accidents happen all the time. I'm the only one in

your heart, so I'm rest assured!"

'This girlfriend of mine is so understanding. Other girls would have taken offense even though it was an

accident. I'm lucky to have such a good girlfriend!' Horace thought happily. He gave her hand a

squeeze and stared into her eyes affectionately. He then whispered into her ear, "You are the best,

baby!"

"Horace, you aren't an ordinary person. You are from a powerful family. I'm lucky to have such an

important guy as my boyfriend!" Laila's inferiority complex began to kick in as she stared at him. The

gap between their social statuses was just too wide.