Tiffany arrived via cab. Arianne had intended on having Tiffany take one of the cars from the garage, but Henry was nowhere to be found. She had no choice but to take a random passable-looking set of car keys from the drawer in Henry’s room. She carried the chicken soup under the hot sun, waiting for Tiffany to bring the car around from the garage. A dazzling silver streak suddenly entered her sights, shooting through the sunlight. It was altogether breathtaking.
She was shocked. It was a two-seater silver sports car. Her first impression of it was how cool it looked. Driving it out would be absolutely awesome!
Tiffany was sweating from nervousness, “Ari, are you sure you want me to drive this car along with you to drop off the chicken soup? Would Mark kill you if he finds out?”
Arianne wasn’t particularly picky about cars, as long as they could be driven. Hence, she slid inside without any hesitation, “It’s fine. Just take it. He’d strangle me, not you. Besides, we’re taking this chicken soup to him, we’re not going too far. Is this car... expensive?”
Tiffany nodded like a chicken pecking on rice, her shiny almond eyes filled with excitement and joy, “That’s right, it’s not cheap. Not cheap at all. It’s the kind of car that can’t be found just anywhere, internationally limited edition. If you sell it off, you could get a damn good price for it. I was young and naive back then, and forced my dad to buy this car for me. My dad said that I was going to kill him...”
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