Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 411

Jrishust City's affluent district had been divided into four distinct sections. The southeast quadrant, known for its picturesque landscapes and serene ambiance, housed the prestigious and reserved families who sought tranquility. It was in this remarkable locale that the Crawford Manor proudly stood.

Towards the eastern direction, a different kind of "elite family" could be found, including the Shaw family and the military compound where Blake resided. However, his regular abode, the MacNeil villa, was situated in a different direction, and he rarely spent time in this area. The remaining section was occupied by the immensely affluent but lacking in noble lineage, namely Yule Bay and Greenhill Park, representing the nouveau riche who indulged in extravagant spending.

Despite its seemingly commonplace name, Greenhill Park had gained a reputation as the exclusive domain of affluent playboys. Situated on the opposite side of Greenhill Garden, it surpassed the garden in size. Most vehicles heading in this direction were Maserati, Bugatti, and Ferrari. They zoomed past, paying little heed to speed limits and traffic regulations. After all, even if a fine was imposed on one car, they could easily switch to another without concern for accumulating demerit points on their driver's licenses.

As Blake's car entered this area, a Maserati raced past, surpassing his vehicle. Not only did it overtake him, but the young man in the convertible also whistled and made an obscene gesture with his middle finger directed at Blake's off-road vehicle.

Lilly leaned against the car window. Her curiosity was piqued as she asked, "Daddy, what does that finger gesture mean?" She innocently raised her middle finger toward her father.

He coldly fixed his gaze on the Maserati ahead and replied, "It's a disrespectful gesture and not something good. Girls shouldn't imitate it."

Lilly promptly withdrew her finger, nodding obediently. "Okay..."

He placed his hand on the gear lever and spoke in a deep voice, "Hold on tight, Lilly!"

Lilly immediately pressed herself against the back of her safety seat, pretending to be "reluctant." Meanwhile, Grace had yet to react, and her face again pressed against the window.

Inside the pet carrier, Polly exclaimed, "This feels like flying!"

Being tall, Grace sat on the temporary safety seat, towering above the car seat, which made it easy for her to lean against the window. Lilly chuckled and advised, "Grace, remember to lean back when my dad accelerates next time! Look at me, firmly pressed against the back of the safety seat. Heh, he can't shake me off!"

With a snort, Grace glanced outside and coldly responded, "I'm not scared." Although she claimed so, her hands secretly tightened their grip on the safety seat. Lilly saw through her without uttering a word.

However, Polly couldn't resist teasing, "Are you scared? If you're scared, just admit it! You're scared but refuse to say it, how will I know? You're scared but don't want to appear weak. Come on! Be brave and say it out loud: Oh, I'm scared shitless!"

Grace was angry and thought of the taste of the parrot meat.