"Damn, then your family will make a fortune. Harry, don't forget about me when you get rich."

Enjoying the praise of classmates, Harry was quite satisfied, with the corners of his mouth almost curling up to the sky.

When he turned his head and saw me, his expression became playful. He hurriedly came over to ask me with fake kindness.

"Jeremy, do you want to ride in my car? Let you experience what a luxury car is like."

I probably know what Harry had in mind.

Last night, I pointed out that he was wearing fake shoes and embarrassed him, so today he deliberately had his family come to pick him up in a luxury car to embarrass me.

Porsche 718 was around 90 to 110 thousand. It was a rare luxury car among our classmates.

Not waiting for me to answer, he took it upon himself, "Unfortunately, my car is full. You can line up next time."

I was about to speak when suddenly I heard a burst of exclamation from the other end.

I turned my head and saw a familiar Ferrari SF90 slowly approaching.

Everyone's eyes were caught by this car.

"Is that a Ferrari?"

"Yeah, look at that logo. It's so cool."

"Whose car is it?"

Soon, the car stopped in front of us. The suited Uncle James got out and smiled at me and nodded.

"Master, please get in the car."

In just an instant, I felt the air at the school gate solidify.

Harry's face visibly blushed.

"What? He called Jeremy master??"

"Did I hear it wrong?!"

"Wait, uncle, are you here to pick up Jeremy?"

Uncle James nodded honestly, "Yes."

With these words, the crowd at the entrance of the school fell into a dead silence again.

Everyone's eyes were focused on me.

"Jeremy, is he your family's driver?"

To be honest, I really wanted to nod my head and reveal my identity.

After pretending for so long, I was actually very uncomfortable.

But as I looked at this Ferrari SF90 in front of me, I remembered my dream of a sports car, as well as my sister's dream of being an actress.

I decided to endure it a little longer.

I held back the corners of my mouth that wanted to rise, and walked over to Uncle James's side, gestured for him not to speak, and turned around to explain to everyone.

"He is the driver of my distant relative's family, not mine. Please don't misunderstand."

After hearing my explanation, Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I knew it. There's no way it could be yours."

Other classmates were all discussing.