NovelFinishChapter 1300
Joey had lived a fair bit of his life, but he'd never seen anything like this before. His face went white as a sheet in
an instant.
"What the heck...?"
What was going on here?
He remembered the call from his buddy. His friend had told him to hightail it out of there, warning him that the
Enforcement Division was on their way to wipe out his whole family. He hadn't taken it seriously, but now... They
weren't kidding around!
Joey was on the verge of tears, his mind racing through everything he'd done recently, right down to that time
he and his friend played poker and he landed a straight flush. But surely that wasn't enough to get the
Enforcement Division on his case with a convoy of cars, was it?
The butler, busy cleaning the tractor, was just as spooked, almost toppling off the thing.
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"Mas... Master!"
"Master? What are you talking about? I'm not a horse!" Joey snapped, giving him a sharp look. As they both
stood there, nerves jangling, a parade of cars rolled up and parked neatly in front of the Gilbert family home.
The door of the lead car swung open, and a man got out, his expression all business.
"Jonathan." Joey rushed over, looking like he was about to cry. "What's all this about...?"
"Enough talk." Jonathan was eager to finish the task Flora had given him so he could get back and brag about his
success. "Joey, just pick one."
Pick... one? Pick what?
Joey felt his knees go weak. "A way to die?"
Jonathan: "Huh?"
What car brand was that? He wasn't sure he even recognized it.
"Jonathan, our Gilbert family has always played it straight and narrow. There's no need for this big show..." Joey
managed to say, forcing a bit of courage into his voice. "Unless my wayward daughter and nephew stirred up
strouble during the elite training? If so, just punish them. A good talking-to will set them straight!"
"What nonsense."
Jonathan couldn't take it anymore and snapped, "I told you to pick a car. Why all the yapping? Hurry up and
choose, see which one catches your eye!" "What?"
"You can't understand a word | said?" Jonathan's brow furrowed, looking all fierce. Joey was totally bewildered...
"Relax, Joey," Shadow chimed in, seeing Joey's reaction and realizing Flora hadn't clued him in. He chuckled,
"We're here to gift cars to the Gilbert family. Take a look, which ones do you fancy?"
They cjust to drop off cars for the Gilbert family?
Joey's brain was struggling to catch up. "This..."
"Con, pick a car." Jonathan was already losing patience, feeling like talking with Joey was like pulling teeth.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoey, still confused and intimidated by Jonathan's no-nonsense attitude, instinctively pointed at a few cars:
"Thatone, and that one-they're all pretty nice..."
"Then they're yours." Jonathan waved his hand grandly and asked, "Anything else?"
"Uh..." Joey's mind was short-circuiting, and he blurted, "Actually, that car's pretty nice too..."
Jonathan followed his gaze, waved his hand again, "Alright, that one too! You guys, get these cars into the Gilbert
family garage!" Joey: "......272"
For real?!
It wasn't until Jonathan and the others had left, leaving a bunch of luxury cars in his driveway, that Joey started
questioning reality. Had the Enforcement Division lost it?
All this fuss just to drop off cars for the Gilbert family?!
Meanwhile, Flora had no idea her
words had caused such a massive mix-up She was happily lounging in her little garden, and by nine the next
morning, she was headed to the Medical Hall.
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