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Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 754
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Chapter 753

Once again, Tate and Minerva were utterly stunned.

After all, the secretary had indeed arrived in a Porsche so clearly, the company wasn't a small one.

Since she wasn't particularly feeling the need to explain herself to them, Sasha simply handed the bag to

Minerva. "Here's the swimsuit you wanted."

It was only then that Minerva realized the swimsuit that Sasha handed over cin a Chanel bag.

Upon hearing that, Sasha waved her hand impatiently. "I don't know. The secretary bought it and you can wear it

for now."

Jubilantly, Minerva pulled the swimsuit out of the bag.

After studying it all over and being unable to determine whether it was genuine or counterfeit, she anxiously

called out, "Chere, Tate! You used to work in luxury stores. Tellif this is real or a fake!"

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Tate then walked over and he studied it closely before exclaiming in shock, "It's real. Look at the logo and the

workmanship. It's most definitely genuine."

Nearly leaping with joy, Minerva exclaimed, "It's so nice of you to geta Chanel swimsuit, Sasha! It must have

cost a ton. You have to hold it up for me, Tate. | need to take a picture and post it on Instagram! Seeing as she

was no longer needed, Sasha ignored them and went back into the house to get ready for work.

Not long after that, she and Matthew left together.

Since Tate and Minerva had nothing else to do, they spent hours by the pool busying themselves with taking all

sorts of photographs and uploading all sorts of posts.

Luckily, their efforts were fruitful.

Upon seeing the spacious private pool and the Chanel swimsuit, their overseas friends were amazed and once

again, Tate and Minerva were complimented to their hearts’ content.

It wasn't until after 10 AM that they stopped.

Since Jonah had brought Chloe along to report for work, their children used the opportunity to seek out the

chatting James and Helen.

"We'd like to go out for a spin, Aunt Helen. Can we borrow that car of yours?" Minerva asked cheerfully.

The question made James frown.

The vehicle they were referring to was the Mercedes-Benz G-Class he was driving.

He loved it to pieces and was not at all willing to lend it to outsiders.

Nevertheless, while Helen felt similar reservations, she was embarrassed to say no to her own niece and

nephew. Thus, she asked in a low voice, "Do... Do either of you have a driver's license?" Inmediately, Tate

answered, "Of course! | got mine two years ago."

"I don't mean a foreign driver's license," Helen replied. "I mean a domestic one."

After pausing for a moment, Tate asked, "What's the difference?"

"A foreign license can't be used here," James commented firmly.

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"What?" Tate asked anxiously. "Why not? If it can be used abroad, why can't it be used here? That makes no

sense. Don't forget the technology for manufacturing the Mercedes-Benz comes from overseas s it's not like I'm

unfamiliar with it. Besides, do you know how strict the testing for my driver's license was? If | could get a license

there, why can't | use it here?"

Upon hearing that, James pointed out incredulously, "It isn't a matter of the manufacturing process or the

strictness of the driving test. The problem is that we have different driving habits. We drive on the right side of

the road here, while you drive on the left side of the road. Do you think that's the sthing?"

"What kind of driving habit is that?" Tate mumbled. "I've never seen someone drive on the right side of the

road!"

Feeling rather irritated at this point, James snapped, "Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do! That's how we

drive here and our laws are designed to abide by those habits. Do you have a problem with that?"

Waving his hand, Tate sighed in resignation. "Fine, fine; | get it. I'll just be careful to drive on the right side of the

road. Can you givethe keys now? | swear, you nag so much just because | want to borrow a car. What now?

Are you afraid I'll crash it?"

James could only gawk at him, stunned. How is it that Tate still fails to understand the point? It's like talking to a

brick wall!