Chapter 0148

A gleaming red Porsche rolled to a halt at the community’s threshold.

Given the age of the neighborhood, the roads were tight. Alexander narrowed his eyes at the last

available parking spot and, with a steady hand, guided the car ever

closer.

“Huh? That’s not Cirroc.”

Carmela, steadying Missus Thompson, eyed the Porsche from afar. Her excitement quickly soured into

annoyance, and she spun on her heel to head back.

“Happy birthday, Grandma!”

Amber, with Olivia in tow, stepped out from the passenger side, beaming.” Remember her, Olivia? This

is your great–grandma, and over there is your aunt.”

Olivia, ever so polite, began to greet the family, but the response was muted.

The Braine family’s kin and comrades, who trailed after Carmela with hopes of ogling her son’s new

wheels, then found their gazes glued to the Porsche that had just upstaged the anticipated arrival.

The bright red Porsche HBLY–GT stood out with its sleek curves and the gentle purr of its engine,

exuding an aura of luxury that was hard to miss.

Most of the relatives gathered were from the countryside, not quite accustomed to the finer things in

life. They could not name the make of the car, but they knew it was a cut above the usual Audis,

Toyotas, and Volkswagens that dotted their streets.

“Amber.”

stutter approached, grinning ear to ear. “Nice ride! Haha. When

pretty penny, huh? What was it, seven or

thousand dollars?”

those people, that kind of money was a fortune, more than enough to buy the most common

back in their village.

+ 15 BONUS

dollars? Try nine at

before Amber could even reply. “Don’t think you can

these cars online. It’s just electric, all show and

Cirroc’s ride!”

smiled and shook her head, not bothering to

in one arm. With the other, she gently

with wrinkles, toward the

you!” Carmela called out, following them for

attention. She pointed

in the car, “You,

you can

spot is reserved for Cirroc. We don’t

of

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sitting behind the wheel of the Porsche, frowned ever so slightly.

words confirmed why Amber preferred to keep

“Is this Alex?”

with narrowed

tinge

eyes on Alexander, and she had to

how on earth did he end up as a live–in son–in–law? Amber, such a sweetheart, married

was a

“Hey there, Grandma!”

Alexander swung the door open, stepped out,

face beaming with affection. “Grandma,

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