"Nah. He's busy with his studies and our time zones were totally opposite. He only ever called Mom and Dad."
Sometimes when she got a call from her little brother, she'd answer on the sly, so her husband didn’t know.
Andre didn't press further. Instead, he suggested, "Take a few laps around the front yard, then drive to the fountain."
Mia Irwin glanced at the side. She asked Andre, "Honey, your car doesn't have a handbrake."
Andre: "…We don't need a handbrake today. I'll get one installed for you next time."
Again, he urged, "Start the engine.”
Mia nervously honked the car horn, then released the brake, allowing the car to coast forward at idle speed, then slowly pushed the accelerator.
The honking in the yard woke Hansen Cedillo.
He stepped out, saw Leo in the living room, "What's that noise outside?"
"Andre is teaching Mia to drive."
Hansen muttered, "What a bore, teaching his wife to drive in this heat."
Hansen chatted with Leo, "Your uncle is so funny. I told him to get married, and he acted like he didn't want to. As if I wanted to hurt him. Now, if someone asked him to divorce Mia, would he be willing?"
Leo pondered this. He sidled up to Hansen and asked quietly, "Considering his stubbornness, always going against your words, why did he listen to you about marrying Mia this time?"
Hansen was smug, "Humph, dare he disobey me? No matter how capable he is, he's just a CEO. I'm still the chairman above him."
However, Hansen's smugness didn't last long. Leo brought him back to reality, "Quit daydreaming. The company is held up by him alone. Even if you don't hand over the company to him in the future, he can just take his team and start over somewhere else, leaving the mess to you. Then we'll see what you do."
Hansen gave Leo a hard slap on the head.
"Get lost."
Leo shrugged, retreated, scratched his head, "Grandpa, I just want to know the truth. I promise I won't tell anyone."
Hansen wasn't in the mood, didn't want to say a word to his grandson.
The old man was stubborn. Anyone who upset him, he'd make sure they're not happy.
"The truth, you're not worthy to know."
Hansen left Leo, walked out to the yard, watching the car slowly creeping along the ground like a turtle.
Inside the Rolls-Royce GHOST.
Mia was tense. Her husband sat beside her, comforting her all the way, "Don't be afraid, it's fine."
"Honey, there's someone ahead." Mia whined to her husband.
Andre was speechless.
Seeing a person and not braking, was Mia planning to hit them?
"Honey, what do we do? We're getting closer to that person." Mia continued to cry out for guidance.
Andre looked at her leg, then at the servant walking ahead.
His silly wife saw a person but didn’t brake. That dumb servant saw a car but didn't move out of the way.
If an accident happened, both parties couldn't escape the blame.
Mia was so nervous she forgot to brake.
She rolled down the window, stuck her head out, and yelled at the servant ahead, "Hey, move, I'm gonna hit you."
The car's speed remained the same…
Mr. Cedillo looked at his not-so-smart wife, silent.
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