Chapter 92: Do You Really Look Down on My Relatives That Much-Just Because They're Poor?

"Look, our car only has five seats. We can't fit you in. How about you grab a cab home?" After dinner, they stepped out of the Blossom Hotel. Ailee Hardy pulled up in the family's Mercedes-Benz C-Class, and before anyone climbed in, Rosemary Hardy couldn't resist showing off. "Our Ailee's 'not that capable'-she only managed to buy a five-seater. Sorry, Arthur, Elena." "It's fine, it's fine." Arthur Jackson waved with a smile. He knew full well that Pierce Jackson had driven over too and understood...