Can't Compare to Me

"Oh, we meet again! I heard that you own Tech Connex Pavilion, and I also heard that you have nearly 10 billion dollars in debt. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You seem to be doing so well on the surface, but in the end, you can't compare to me!" Timothy stood in front of Lucille, pointed at a car by the roadside, and began bragging. "See? This car belongs to me! It's an internationally limited edition. Aren't you envious?" He straightened his back proudly. After he finished speaking, the lackeys he brought with him immediately shouted, "Timothy's the best! Timothy's the best!" The group of people in front of him were all street gangsters and ruffians who had no cares in life. Timothy was essentially the same kind of person as them. Even though he had become Howard's stepson and his status had risen, he could not change his nature and stop hanging out with these local ruffians all day long. Instead of living a proper life, he chose to commit disgusting acts. Apparently, they even collected protection