Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 33

Trey and Gemma became even more determined in their thoughts.

At this moment, Mrs. Kent next to them suddenly screamed, "Oh my, my son-in-law is here."

A brand-new BMW slowly drove into the community and stopped.

The car door opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes got out, shouting, "Mom, the road was a bit congested. Did you wait long?"

Mrs. Kent immediately smiled and said triumphantly, "No rush, take it slow and be safe. We're just going to a restaurant for a meal, not something urgent. By the way, come here quickly, and let me introduce you to a neighbor." "This is your Uncle and Aunt Hartley. This is their son-in-law... By the way, what's your name? It doesn't matter anyway. Let me tell you; he's a crazy person."

Trey smiled awkwardly and reached out to greet the man.

But the man remained indifferent, slightly furrowing his brows and said, "Mom, didn't I tell you not to associate with shady people? Your status is different now. What if someone asks you for help? Your identity is not the same as before." Mrs. Kent's smiling face froze for a moment, and she said awkwardly, "Oh, you see, I forgot about that. Alright, I'll listen to you from now on. By the way, what's the name of your company? Is your annual salary over a million now?" The man immediately proudly said, "My company is called Byron Group. I am a project manager now. The annual salary is not much, about 1.5 million, not counting other income."

"Oh my, that's a lot. Some people might never earn that much in their entire lives. After all, no company would dare to hire someone with mental issues," Mrs. Kent said.

"Hehe, people are divided into different levels. Mom, we are now at middle, while others are at bottom. Why compare yourself with them? Be careful not to hurt their self-esteem," the man proudly said.

"Yes, yes, we won't compare ourselves. Let's go and have a meal. Um, that guy, we're leaving now. Take a look at your spacious new car."

Trey and Gemma felt embarrassed and humiliated, wishing they could replace a hole to crawl into. Their resentment towards Adam deepened.

Look at that son-in-law of theirs, driving a luxury car, going to a restaurant, earning a salary of 1.5 million a year, and even having gray income...

Then look at Adam, truly comparing people to people, making them feel even more ashamed.

Divorce! It must happen quickly!

Trey and Gemma witnessed Mrs. Kent getting into the BMW, their eyes filled with envy.

Vroom, vroom, vroom...

The BMW made several deafening roars, and the man impatiently said, "Those people, stand aside a bit, don't dirty my car."

"Yes, yes, stand farther away. If this car gets damaged, you won't be able to afford the compensation."

Trey and Gemma awkwardly stepped back two steps.

The man turned the car around with a smile and headed towards the community gate. However, at that moment, another BMW rushed over, perfectly blocking the entrance of the community. Brand new, shining brightly!

BMW the 7!

The man frowned, shouting, "Bro, your car is parked inappropriately, blocking my way."

The door of BMW opened, and a man walked down without even looking at the man. He walked straight to Adam and said, "Mr. Drake, this is the car you ordered. Sorry for delivering it late." Adam nodded calmly, took the car key, and handed it to Trey.

"Dad, Mom, you work hard every day commuting. I came back in a hurry this time, and there's nothing good to give you. So, I took the liberty of buying a car for you. The car is a bit cheap, and if you don't like it, we can change it." Trey stared with wide eyes, shocked, and stammered, "Th-this... you... a car, for us?"

Gemma was also shocked, rubbing her eyes as if she was dreaming.

But how could this be possible?

A BMW the 7, one million dollars. Could Adam afford such a car? And he's giving it to them?

"Well, in these years, I haven't been filial to you. Although this car can't make up for my guilt, it's just a little token of my affection. Dad, Mom, you must accept it."

"But you... are you really?" Gemma couldn't believe it; she felt like she was dreaming.

The person they looked down on, the useless son-in-law in other people's eyes, actually gave them a car worth over a hundred thousand?

Whether it was true or not, Gemma felt an unprecedented sense of happiness at this moment.

With a move in her heart, Gemma said with deep emphasis, "You, as a child, although you've earned money outside these years, you mustn't spend it recklessly. Live frugally. Your dad and I can take the bus to work; we can't even drive this car worth over a hundred thousand."

"Sigh, I know you are filial, but next time, you mustn't do this. Learn from Mrs. Kent's son-in-law occasionally. He earns over a hundred thousand a year and drives a car worth only fifty thousand. Occasionally, he takes Mrs. Kent to a restaurant. Unlike you, who doesn't know how to live. You just give us a car worth over a hundred thousand without any hesitation. This is someone else's annual salary."

"Oh, Mrs. Kent, why does your complexion look so bad? I just asked my son-in-law to learn a bit from yours; I really don't mean anything else. You won't misunderstand, will you?"

"This is not showing off, and it's not a comparison. Mrs. Kent, please don't think too much."

"Oh dear, our car is blocking your way, right? We're really sorry, delaying your dinner at the restaurant. Mr. Hartley, why don't you move the car quickly."

"Oh, Mrs. Kent, wait a moment. Mr. Hartley hasn't driven for a long time and may not be very familiar. Moving the car might take a bit longer. You should stay away, don't let our car scratch your new car, x5."

Mrs. Kent: "..."

The guy: "..."

Their faces turned red, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. They awkwardly rolled up the car window, put the car in reverse, and moved away.

At this moment, Gemma's phone rang.

"What? The deal is done? We've also received the first installment of the project payment, one billion?"

"We're having a celebration banquet tonight? At Macchiavelli's? Alright, alright, we'll be there soon."

Gemma's face lit up with joy.