Chapter 27


    "You got new wheels?"


    Samuel walked toward the general store after he parked the car on the street right by the store, and the


    owner greeted him with a smile and those words.


    "It''s almost summer so it''ll be hot."


    The owner automatically took out a pack of cigarettes that he usually smoked. However, the A6 did not


    quite match Samuel''s entire appearance. "Do you want to switch your smoke brand?" the owner asked.


    "No need," Samuel replied. "I''ll save money for petrol."


    The owner shook his head, wearing a rueful smile." You won’t save money for petrol by smoking.”


    "A penny saved is a penny earned. I’d bebeled a failure otherwise." Samuel opened the pack and


    offered the owner a cigarette.


    The owner extended a hand at the same time, a lighter in his grip. The duo’s actionsplemented


    each other seamlessly, as though there was an invisible thread of understanding between them. This


    understanding had been carved through time. It had been three years, after all.


    The owner huffed, releasing vague rings of smoke. "I knew you weren''t any regr joe from the start.


    You''re like a tiger. Just waiting, waiting, waiting. And


    when you pounce, you''d have a prey in your grasp."


    Samuel never expected the owner to illustrate such an intricate analogy. "You''re like a tiger without an


    opportunity to use its ws too, sir," he said, smiling." Why would you be stuck manning this store your


    entire life then?"


    The owner shook his head. "What ws? Every family has their own problems. You do it for your


    woman, so do I."


    Samuel nodded his head in silence.


    They finished smoking the cigarettes, and Samuel drove the car toward the office entrance.


    The spanking new Audi without a number te attracted plenty of attention after office hours. Samuel


    stood by his car, and everyone assumed that he was a young tycoon. Of course, no one knew who he


    really was. If they found out that he had married into the Sues as a disgraced son-inw, they would


    have paid him any attention. 2


    "Samuel, this..." Yvonne walked out of the entrance, stunned at the sight of her husband and the new


    car behind him.


    "Summer ising, and the sun will be terrible," Samuel said. "I can''t keep using the electric scooter to


    ferry you, right?"


    “Good going, Yvonne Sue,” an intrusive voice rang out. "You''ve been a manager for a few days, and


    you''ve already changed your car. Such tant boldness.


    Aren''t you scared that Grandma will suspect you of anything?”


    "I did not do anything wrong. If you have evidence, go ahead and report me." Yvonne looked at Harvey


    coldly. Ever since she had been promoted to a managerial position, Harvey had been giving her plenty


    of trouble-meaningless trouble too, to boot. 1


    Harvey shed a humorless smile. "Don’t worry. I’ll go see Grandma once I have evidence. I don''t need


    your reminder. You better watch out. Don’t let me get an opportunity to kick you out of the Sue family.” 1


    Yvonne climbed into the shotgun seat. She could not b e bothered to respond to Harvey.


    Samuel did not cast Harvey a single nce from the start to the end.


    They drove back home. "How much money do you have, exactly?" Yvonne suddenly asked Samuel.


    He had already conjured an excuse, knowing that he would have to answer this question one day. "I


    didn''t need to pay for anything out of my savings when we got married. So I have some left."


    Yvonne swiveled her head to look at Samuel. How much was ''some left''? Surely he had a rough


    estimate.


    He had spent over four hundred thousand dors yesterday. If she took today''s expenditure into


    ount, it passed a million! He was even wealthier than her family.


    However, Yvonne did not pry any further after thinking about it. She was his wife, but the two had been


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    financially independent from each other all these years. She had no particr reason to raise questions


    about money matters.


    When they arrived back home, Lydia saw that there was a new car, and she dragged Godfrey


    downstairs impatiently. The two old folks were extremely delighted at the sight.


    Gooseflesh prickled all over their body as they sat in the car. It was ridiculouslyfortable.


    "Godfrey, don''t let Samuel drive this car,” Lydia said." It''s been a long journey for our daughter''s


    sess. We should be the ones savoring it."


    "Oh yes. But you better let Yvonne know about this," Godfrey replied immediately. "What if Samuel


    touches and fondles such a nice car? He''s only suited for that electric scooter."


    "I never thought that I, Lydia Sue, would see this day," Lydia puffed proudly. "I finally have bragging


    rights the next time I go back home."


    The old couple returned to the house, and Lydia asked Yvonne toe to her room.