Actually, this so-called car exhibition wasn't really a car exhibition at all — it only came about because Jason had mentioned in the group chat that he wanted to buy some new luxury cars.
Jason had originally joined the Car Alliance to access premium car resources. Now, he felt it was finally time to add a few more to his collection.
He wasn't interested in used cars — only brand-new ones.
What he didn't expect was that after he casually asked one question, two group members immediately responded with enthusiasm. Some of them had waited one or two, or even several years for their newly ordered luxury cars, but now they were giving up their orders without hesitation.
Of course, there were also some dealership owners who had planned to resell their cars at a high markup. But for Jason, they were all willing to let them go at the original price.
This collective "giving up" of cars ended up forming a full-blown car exhibition. So technically, yes — it really was a car exhibition hosted by two car clubs exclusively for Jason.
The people waiting at the entrance earlier were all members from those two clubs mem. Some had free time and came over in person, while others who provided cars but were too busy simply sent their vehicles.
"Mr. Carter, which one would you like to take a look at first?"
"All of these are brand new — never driven."
"Mr. Carter, why don't you check out my McLaren Artura? It's not the most expensive here, but its looks and performance are top-tier. It's perfect for daily use."
"Mr. Carter, or maybe you'd prefer this one…"
Grace, and other listened for a moment before they finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that all of these cars had been preordered by the others. As soon as the cars arrived — before they were even driven once — they were offered directly to Jason.
These were vehicles they had personally ordered, waited half a year, or even several years to receive. Under normal circumstances, they would never give them up.
And even if they did, they would surely demand a premium price.
But not only did they not raise the price — they even acted like selling them to Jason was a great honor.
Jason looked at the four women and smiled. "You girls know cars? Help me pick one."
The four were already eager to explore.
It wasn't often they could get this close to so many supercars. Seeing a lineup like this — gathered exclusively for one man — was something none of them had ever experienced.
Even Grace and Angela, who had both worked as car models, had never seen anything like this.
They had attended countless car shows before, but nothing compared to this private, high-end display arranged just for Jason.
After looking around for a while, Grace found herself drawn to a yellow Maserati MC20.
Though it was on the lower end of the collection, worth just over $300,000, it had been her dream car for years.
If Jason bought it, she'd probably get to ride in it too.
Noticing Grace's brightened eyes, Jason smiled lightly. "Who brought this one? I'll take it."
A middle-aged man immediately stepped forward, speaking respectfully. "Mr. Carter, it's an honor to serve you."
Olivia stepped forward to handle the details — the price and paperwork weren't worth Jason's time.
In fact, there wasn't much to handle. There was no need to negotiate — the seller was offering it at the lowest possible price.
They weren't making a single dollar of profit. Some were even covering taxes themselves.
Because giving up a car to Jason Carter wasn't about making money.
After all, what was a few hundred thousand dollars compared to building a good relationship with him?
Anyone with foresight knew what truly mattered.
After all, there had been cases where someone just lent their car to show support — and later, their business profits jumped by millions.
Even if they didn't benefit directly, simply being on good terms with Jason Carter was like holding a VIP pass into an elite circle.
Seeing that Jason decided to buy the car right away, Grace quickly said, "shouldn't you think it over first? My taste might not be the same as yours."
Jason Carter smiled slightly. "It's your car — you can like whatever you like. What's there for me to consider?"
Grace blinked, stunned. "My car?"
Jason nodded. "Yeah. This one's for you. Do you like it?"
Jason wasn't the type to grovel anymore. But for the women who stayed loyal and close to him, he never hesitated to be generous when it was deserved.
Of course, the same rule always applied — he gave usage rights, not ownership.
As long as she didn't betray him, the car would always be hers. Even if they parted peacefully someday, he might still leave it with her.
But if she turned on him — he could take it back anytime.
There was another advantage to this approach: spending money in plain sight, letting other women see what came with being by his side.
Right now, other were both watching.
"I love it. Thank you, Jason!" Grace exclaimed, throwing herself into his arms and planting a quick kiss on his cheek.
Then she slipped into the yellow Maserati MC20, running her hands across the steering wheel and dashboard, unable to stop smiling.
Grace: Affection +1
Once affection surpassed 80, it became harder and harder to increase further.
At this moment, Grace's affection level was already 89 — just one step away from 90.
Seeing this, Ali ran up and grabbed Jason's arm. "Jason, then can I also…?"
Jason chuckled. "Of course. You're not left out. Go pick whichever one you like."
"Thank you, Jason — you're amazing!" Ali kissed him on the other cheek and hurried off to choose a car.
Like Grace, Ali knew her boundaries — a world apart from Emma and Alice.
For example, Jason hadn't mentioned any price limits, but she didn't even glance at anything over half a million, let alone the ones that cost several million.
Instead, she followed Grace's lead, choosing something in a similar range — soon settling on a sleek red Ferrari Roma.
"Jason, is this one okay?" Ali asked softly, her hand resting on the car's hood.
The way she looked up at him was so endearing that Jason almost laughed — it really did feel like buying a gift for a well-behaved daughter.
"Of course," Jason said with a small nod and smile. "From now on, it's yours."
Ali squealed, ran over, gave him a sweet kiss, and then jumped into the driver's seat of her new car.
Ali: Affection +1
Angela and Zoe stood off to the side, speechless.
So this was what buying luxury cars looked like?
It was like watching someone buy groceries — quick, casual, effortless.
And it wasn't even for himself — he was giving them away to women. A few hundred thousand dollars spent as easily as a few hundred bucks.
At that moment, both women had the same thought: If only we were Jason's women too.
They wouldn't need to hustle day and night. Just calling him "Jason" would be enough.
Zoe was a popular streamer; she could afford a car worth a few hundred thousand herself — but only after working tirelessly for months. That effort was nothing compared to how easily Jason handed them out.
And she knew fame never lasted forever — one day the spotlight fades. But attaching herself to a man like Jason Carter? That was long-term stability.
Men like him — even if they were overweight, balding, middle-aged — women would still throw themselves at them for the wealth alone.
And Jason wasn't even that. He was handsome, well-built, confident — the full package.
Even without the money, women would still be drawn to him.
With him, you didn't just get wealth — you got looks, power, and status all in one.
Angela: Affection +4 Zoe: Affection +5
System Prompt:"Angela's affection has exceeded 80. Status bar updated. Please check immediately."
Name: Angela
Age: 23
Appearance: 8.2/10
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 123 lbs
Affection: 65 → 82
Ex-boyfriends: 3
STDs: None
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