At that moment, Clinton was completely losing his composure.

He was determined not to let Charlie, whom he deemed a loser, humiliate him in front of his friends.

With his lips pressed tightly together, he snatched the fireworks from Douglas and tossed them into his car.

Then, picking up a lighter and igniting the end of the firework, he yelled, “Hey everyone! I’m not a sore loser! I don’t need Charlie’s pity!”

With that, he sparked the lighter and set off the fireworks!

In a flash, the fireworks erupted, cracking loudly inside the car!

Initially, flames flickered within the vehicle, but before long, thick white smoke filled the air. While Clinton felt his heart sink with despair due to the chaos inside his car, the spectators around him were filled with excitement and thrill.

Many pulled out their phones to capture the bizarre spectacle, eager to share the footage online with others.

The 3-meter fireworks continued to explode and pop, quickly wreaking havoc on the plush seats of the BMW 540. The seats, packed with flammable sponges, soon caught fire, fueled by the fireworks’ ignition.

No one anticipated that the fireworks would ignite the car, and the dense smoke made it impossible to tell the extent of the damage.

However, as the fireworks began to fizzle out and the smoke started to clear, a sudden spark ignited the entire interior!

A piercing scream echoed down the street as Clinton shouted in panic, “Oh no! F*ck! The fire! Help!”

He had initially believed that the fireworks would merely scorch the seats and interior, thinking he could easily pay tens or even hundreds of thousands to fix the car.

He never could have imagined that the fireworks would lead to an explosion and engulf his car in flames!

Desperate, he called for firefighters while watching helplessly as the fire consumed his beloved vehicle.

When the fire truck finally arrived, all that remained was the charred frame of the BMW 540, barely recognizable as the luxury car it once was.

Clinton sank to the ground, heartbroken, staring at the wreckage of his prized BMW, now reduced to ashes.

If only he had known this would be the outcome, he would have never challenged Charlie to a street race, even under duress.

Not only had his reputation been tarnished, but he had also lost his cherished car.

Douglas, wearing a neutral expression, found the whole situation amusing and silently gave Charlie a thumbs-up.

Turning to Clinton, he said, “Hey, buddy, cheer up! It’s time to head inside for dinner, don’t you think?”

In light of everything that had happened, Clinton felt an urge to leave immediately, but the thought of letting Charlie win was unacceptable!

Charlie was the reason behind the complete loss of his car, and Clinton was determined to restore his dignity!

So, he stood up, took a deep breath to compose himself, and declared, “There’s no reason to be upset! A bet is a bet, and I’m just following through, that’s all.”

The friends who had been trying to console him quickly chimed in, “Clinton is so wealthy; what’s a BMW to him anyway?”

“Exactly! For him, it’s just another car for daily use!”

Knowing Clinton’s arrogant demeanor, they decided to drop the topic and followed Douglas into the restaurant for the opening ceremony.

***

Inside the restaurant, several banquet tables were set up in the main hall, adorned with banners celebrating the reunion and the grand opening displayed prominently on a small stage in front.