The Garage He Couldn't Replace
Golden SakuraFeel-Good StoryPlot TwistsHypocrisyMale POVFreakFace SlappingWorkplaceRegret
After I left prison, my best friend and I opened an auto repair shop together. He provided the money, while I brought the skills. We agreed from the start to split the profits seventy-thirty.
Thanks to my talent for performance tuning and custom car builds, our shop quickly became the talk of the local wealthy car‑enthusiast scene. In our first year alone, we cleared a net profit of eight million.
When I went to collect my share at the end of the year, my so‑called brother handed me a check for only one hundred thousand.
“The business is doing well because I became friends with those rich kids,” he said with a dismissive laugh. “Anyone can modify cars. Do not tell me you actually think yo