Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 53: Hidden Rich Family

Yana signed her name with trembling hands, and Ryan casually handed over his card.

Yammir's staff brought over the payment machine. They hesitated slightly when entering the amount, but the payment went through as soon as Ryan entered his password.

Ding... The sound was crisp and clear. The payment was successful, and the receipt printed out.

Zaiden stood up, holding his beer, and said with a smile, "Kaiden, your car should be almost done with maintenance. Let's go down and take a look."

"I, I'll go check it out!!" Kaiden stammered, clearly intimidated by the dismissive tone. He hurried away, and Tina, feeling awkward, followed him.

No matter how naive she was, Tina understood that the 2.8 million had been paid successfully. The fact that Kaiden was being sent away so blatantly proved his low status here.

"Damn it, how could he fake it?" Kaiden muttered indignantly as they walked downstairs, while Tina was lost in thought.

"Tina, I know a good seafood restaurant..." Kaiden started, but before he could finish, Tina had already flagged down a taxi.

"Let's do it another day. I'm not feeling well now," Tina said weakly, climbing into the taxi and leaving without another word.

Kaiden cursed under his breath, his face burning with shame, and drove off in his car.

Meanwhile, Yammir called a female staff member to take Yana to choose accessories. Even though they had made the purchase, it would take a few days to pick up the car.

Ryan was on his second bottle of beer when Yammir approached him with a smile. "Ryan, you're really generous. If you don't mind me asking, what business is your family in?"

Zaiden eyes widened, and Ryan felt a moment of panic. But he quickly smiled wryly and said, "Brother Yammir, don't ask me about that. I won't tell you. Please forgive me."

"It's legal money anyway, so everything's fine."

Many truly wealthy families were extremely low-key. Their names rarely appeared on any public lists, and their wealth remained hidden beneath the surface.

Yammir nodded, understanding. He raised his bottle and clinked it with Ryan's.

"Alright, I was being presumptuous. I won't ask any more questions."

Zaiden chuckled, "Brother Ryan, you're the most carefree person I know. Damn it, I shouldn't drive. If I had a driver, I could go out and have fun every day."

They asked tentatively, and Ryan answered honestly.

For example, where he liked to travel, what brand of cigars he preferred, and so on.

Ryan just shook his head. He had no time to go out and enjoy himself because of his work. As for cigars, he was completely unaccustomed to them and had no interest at all.

In the eyes of Yammir and Zaiden, this was the mark of a true son from a wealthy family—someone who wasn't greedy for indulgence and had no time for leisure.

In traditional families, there was still resistance to certain foreign influences, especially the allure of luxury brands. The overhyped Louis XIII couldn't compare to a thirty-year-old bottle of liquor. For top-tier families, true luxury wasn't about brands like LV but items like Indian ink.

"Brother, you don't even go to bars???" Yammir asked in surprise.

Ryan replied honestly, "I'm not used to it, and the elders generally don't have a good impression of those places."

"Don't laugh at me, but when I enter a bar, the noise gives me a headache."

Well, his status rose even further in their eyes. To them, this was a young man from a noble family, strictly disciplined by his elders—a figure worthy of sympathy.

The two raised their bottles again, and the three men clinked glasses.

Yammir asked, "Ryan, why not get a driver's license? There's a driving school near my place."

What he meant was that if Ryan signed up, he'd get special treatment, and Yammir would personally ensure everything went smoothly.

Though it seemed like a small matter, Zaiden immediately thought of the implications. If Ryan took an interest in driving, how many luxury cars would he buy, given his budget?

"No. I'm still a bit lazy," Ryan declined. He couldn't afford a car for himself, so it was better to maintain his current image.

All the paperwork had been completed, but it would take a few days to pick up the car. The interior needed work, and there were special engine oils and other details to handle.

Yammir walked him to the door and said, "Don't worry, brother. I'll make sure this car is perfect for you."

"Thank you, Brother Yammir!" Ryan joked, "The relationship between you and Brother Zaiden is still a bit unclear. You should sort that out."

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After sharing a laugh, Ryan initially planned to take a taxi, but Yammir insisted on calling a driver. He even had his Cullinan take the two of them back to school.

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"Lily is at home, so it's not convenient at night. Brother, can we go to Domina?"

Yana hadn't even taken a sip of her beer, but her heart was already intoxicated. She was certain now—the supercar worth almost 3 million was entirely, paid in full without a single cent of debt.

In the world of gold-diggers, there were many cautionary tales.

A scandal had erupted in the girls' dormitory during their first year of high school. A girl had found a wealthy man to maintain her car, and he bought her an Audi TT. The car was worth over two hundred thousand, but the down payment was only a little over 20,000 dollars.

He played with her for half a year, then moved on to someone new and stopped making payments. The car was eventually repossessed by the bank, leaving her family with a mountain of debt after the auction. The high interest on the loan made it a devastating lesson for any aspiring gold-digger.

The apartment Yana lived in was actually a single room. If her sister stayed overnight, it would be inconvenient to bring someone back. But it also implied that she had never brought any man home before.

"Let's go for a walk first."

The sleek Cullinan didn't drive into the school but stopped on the roadside as instructed by Ryan.

Ryan got out of the car, and Yana followed, immediately wrapping her arm around his intimately, ignoring the curious glances from passersby.

She was completely drunk on the day's events. Gifts worth millions and a luxury car worth three million felt almost like a dream.

Especially since Kaiden had been provoking her all along, she had no doubts left. She even knew the names of Yammir and Zaiden. There was no way such a scheme could fool those two.