Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1621

Everyone knew that a Rolls-Royce screamed status. Yes, it was outrageously expensive, the kind of price tag that made your head hurt just thinking about it. Nonetheless, that was exactly the point.

It had to be expensive, or it would not highlight the prestige and high-profile status of its owner.

These days, a car was not just transportation; it was your business card. People took one look at your ride and started sizing up your net worth without asking a single question.

While Andrew did not need a car to show off his status, Duncan was a businessman—a shrewd one at that. Hence, he definitely considered these things.

He said with a grin, "This second car, the pink Maserati, is perfect for a lady to drive! You can decide which of the three ladies gets it. This third car, the 911, is your personal ride, separate from the Rolls-Royce, which is more of a corporate vehicle!"

He continued, "A man like you should drive a 911. The beautiful lines, the elegance, the roar of the engine, plus that dominating and wild nature—absolutely perfect for your personality!"

As he spoke, Duncan gave a thumbs up, practically drooling as he went on and on.

Andrew chuckled. "Mr. Irving Senior, this is a bit much, don't you think?"

Duncan shook his head and replied solemnly, "Sir, you're the face of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce now. To put it bluntly, you're in the same league as Holtrien's richest man! That means everything about you needs to be on point, down to the tiniest detail."

Off to the side, Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen tried to keep a straight face. Their expressions were somewhere between awkward and amused. After all, Duncan was not even trying to hide how badly he wanted to win Andrew over, as it was written all over his face.

Moreover, he did not even hold back on his compliments for Andrew at all.

As they thought about it, they realized he was not wrong for doing so. Even they had to admit that Andrew had truly earned the right to be praised like this.

With a slight smile, Duncan bowed to Andrew. "Well then, Mr. Lloyd, I'll take my leave now!"

Andrew smiled back and said, "Alright, take care, Mr. Irving Senior, and thanks for everything."

With a beaming smile, Duncan returned to his own car and told his driver to head out. His heart was blooming with joy as this generous gift had been perfectly timed. He had also thoughtfully taken care of Andrew's little beat-up car that Luna had dented.

He was already planning ahead. This time, he gifted luxury cars; next time, it would have to be a celebrity, and it would be someone from the B-list or above.

Only then would it truly show the Irving family's devotion to Andrew.