Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 21

Marico had no choice but to keep driving.

Well, he thought, this is the wife I chose—guess I’ll just have to spoil her myself.

Yvonne made a point of finding a parking spot that was well out of the way—at least two or three hundred meters from the dealership.

“Mr. Hamilton, maybe I should go in and pick it out myself? You can wait here if you like,” she suggested, not daring to trouble him to walk so far.

Without a word, Marico unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed open the car door, his face unreadable.

Yvonne quickly gathered up the small wooden box in her lap and hurried out after him.

“Mr. Hamilton, would you mind putting on a mask?” She pulled a fresh one from her purse and handed it over.

Marico’s expression soured, but he took it and slipped it on.

When he wasn’t speaking, Yvonne still found him a little intimidating. She trailed a few steps behind as they walked.

She used to think that the whole idea of someone being born with a noble aura was exaggerated. But after meeting Marico, she realized that was an understatement. Even masked, dressed in a simple shirt and slacks, just walking down the street—he still carried himself with an unmistakable air of distinction.

This was a massive dealership, showcasing all sorts of luxury brands.

As the staff and customers watched this striking man stride inside, everyone hoped he’d be coming to their showroom. But he walked straight to the far end, heading for the most inconspicuous cars.

Tracy, sitting in a BMW with her trust fund boyfriend, caught sight of a familiar figure and raised an eyebrow in surprise. When she saw who was heading into the economy car section, her smirk was hard to miss. If she weren’t worried about her boyfriend making fun of her, she’d have marched in there just to gloat.

So much for finding some big-shot man, she thought. Turns out, she can only afford a budget ride.

“Hello, could I take a look at this one?” Yvonne walked in and greeted the cheerful saleswoman.

The saleswoman glanced at the tall, handsome Marico, then back to Yvonne. “Would you like to see just this model, or are you interested in other options as well?”

“Just this one, thanks. I’d like to see what they have in stock.” Yvonne’s answer was quick—she didn’t want to keep Marico waiting any longer than necessary. She already felt awkward dragging him into this modest dealership.

Marico looked around, but nothing caught his eye. He joined Yvonne as the saleswoman began her pitch.

“You like this?” Marico’s cool gaze was tinged with confusion.

“Yeah. It’s a simple electric car for getting around. I think it’s great.”

“Alright, we’ll take it. Let’s check the car.”

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