Chapter 663


    Linda gave Leonard the side-eye, wondering if he was a fool.


    What''s wrong with Donald giving us thirty thousand a month? We rightfully deserve it as parents.


    Also, why do you have to reduce it drastically to just five thousand?


    Cognizant that Leonard was still worried about them, Donald reassured him, “Dad, Jenny and I are


    making good money now, so we''re financiallyfortable. Just ept the thirty thousand as a form


    of courtesy. If you can''t finish spending it, you can always save it up.”


    “That''s right, Dad. Donald just wants to show his appreciation, so please ept it.”


    In the end, Leonard gave in to their persuasion.


    Donald then retrieved two bank cards from his wallet and handed one each to Linda and Leonard.


    “Going forward, I''ll transfer the money into the cards each month. If you have your eye on


    something, feel free to let me know, and I''ll top it up separately for you.”


    Upon receiving her bank card, Linda broke into a vibrant smile.


    Just as expected. Compared to that useless son of mine, this son-inw is so much more


    sessful.


    After lunch, Donald wanted to use Jennifer''s rare day off by taking the entire family sightseeing.


    To the south of Pollerton was an ind, whereas two hundred kilometers to the west was a majestic


    mountain range.


    Once one got past the mountains, one would be treated by a breathtaking view of untouched


    nature, where Mirror Lake was the most famous tourist spot in the area.


    All they needed to do was travel along the highway which would bring them straight to Mirror Lake.


    Upon arriving at the border of the Mirror Lake tourist area, a group of people in robes suddenly


    appeared, holding what looked like long white traditional scarves.


    They brazenly stood in the middle of the road as if they were not afraid of being run down.


    “Darling, what are they doing?”


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    Sitting in the front passenger seat, Jennifer was visibly unnerved because this was the first time she


    encountered such a situation.


    Donald gave her hand a reassuring pat. “Don''t worry. I''ll deal with this.”


    Initially, he nned to floor the elerator and charge forward, but the group—clearly experienced


    —hadid a log horizontally across the road.


    Hence, Donald crashing into the log would only trigger his car''s airbag to be deployed.


    Recognizing the fact, he resigned himself to slowing the car down to a halt.


    “Mister, wind down your windows!”


    The group danced and sang as they approached the car.


    No sooner had Donaldplied than they threw two traditional scarves into the car.


    Thereafter, a man in his twenties ced his palm on the car window. Curling his finger inward, he


    demanded, “That will be four hundred in total. Thank you.”


    “What''s the meaning of this? Why should we pay you four hundred?”


    The man replied in a serious tone. “For the wee we have shown you, my friend. This is our way


    of showering our blessings upon visitors. However, you''ll have to pay for the scarves.”


    It instantly dawned upon Donald what was going on.


    The group''s modus operandi was to “bless” unsuspecting tourists with song and dance, after which,


    they would collect payment upon forcing their scarves on the visitors.


    Prior to this, Donald had heard of simr scams in tourist areas.


    Never had he expected to encounter one personally.


    Just as he picked up the scarves and attempted to throw them out the window, the man stopped


    him.


    With a solemn expression, he warned, “Mister, the scarves are a blessing from our god. By rejecting


    them, you''re disrespecting Him. We will definitely not be responsible if anything happens to you.”