Chapter 245
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Rosie eagerly opened the door and settled into the driver’s seat, admiring the dual start options—voice-activated and manual. “Start,” she commanded, and the car roared to life with the smart system’s swift response.
She was amazed by its stability and impressive safety features, quickly becoming captivated by the vehicle. Considering her old car had served her for years, this new ride was a delightful upgrade.
The upgrade couldn’t have come at a better time. Circling the sleek new car, Giselle explained its cutting-edge features while Brenna listened intently.
At one point, she even popped the hood to showcase the advanced power system underneath.
Looking through the windshield, Brenna noticed Rosie sitting inside, her expression smug and filled with self-satisfaction.
Clearly, the car’s design and performance potential were exceptional.
Flaunting her mechanical engineering expertise, Brenna tinkered with the engine. “Mom, I’ve studied mechanical engineering, so I can immediately recognize that this car’s power system is top-notch,” she said, sharing insights while Giselle nodded appreciatively.
“We had this custom-made for your return,” Giselle said. “It was a challenging project due to the high standards we insisted on. How do you feel about the color? We can change it if it’s not to your liking.”
As Giselle lovingly shared every detail about the car, her face softened with tenderness. But when she opened the door and saw Rosie comfortably sitting inside, her smile quickly disappeared.
Giselle’s voice became firm. “Rosie, please get out of the car. This car was specifically customized for Brenna, not you.”
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Rosie’s expression soured, but she remained seated, fluttering her eyelashes at Giselle. “Mom, can’t I keep it? I’ve really taken a liking to it.”
She took Giselle’s arm, looking up with a sincere, pleading expression.
Giselle remained firm. “You already have a car worth millions, and it’s barely a year old. Brenna, however, has been home for a while and still doesn’t have a car of her own.”
Rosie forced a polite smile and said gently, “Brenna may not have a car, but I’ve noticed she never drives. She’s always chauffeured or taking cabs. Does she even know how to drive, Mom? Maybe this car could be mine instead?”
She nudged Giselle’s arm and added, “When Brenna finally decides to drive, we could always create an even better car for her, right?”
Realizing the uniqueness of this car, equipped with the latest technology and likely valued over ten million dollars, Rosie was mesmerized.
Despite not being Giselle’s biological daughter, her determination to own this car remained unshakable.
Stubbornly, Rosie remained seated, curious to see what Giselle would do.
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