The S Class I Raised Novels & Stories

" Howard waved his hand dismissively, clearly signaling me to stop. "Do you think I don't know you haven't been doing well at your job lately? You know our family's situation as well as I do." I normally avoided saying things like this because I didn't want to hurt Howard's pride, but I couldn't hold back today. "There's a driving academy just two stops from her campus that charges a little over 700 dollars, which is the standard market price. Why couldn't she take a moment to compare? "How can she spend money so recklessly, acting like she's some kind of heiress?" As I spoke, I canceled Madeline's supplementary credit card right in front of him.

the old wolf growled. "Shut up!" Brooke screamed. "The fact that neither you, nor any of your people, are calling 9-1-1 speaks volumes about the lack of character and untrustworthiness of your clan, Mr. Sulkanen." Brooke had just discovered her noblesse oblige. All that crap I'd been talking about the upper crust of society, the top 1% etc.; here was finally the 'face slap' that was married to the 'backhand' so many of us lower class schmucks experienced. Sulkanen was nouveau riche - a self-made man if you considered coming to America with three million in family assets to be a low enough starting point.

Alex frowned, "Over 400,000?" "I didn't think you'd still be so childish and have no self-awareness even a year after graduation! Back then, you had to pay for your classes in installments, but you still wanted to pursue me. It's the same as you wanting to buy a BMW now. You’re just a typical person who aspires for something you’re not even worthy of!"

But I was determined to make my point. “I don’t mean to interfere with your choice,” I continued, “but we’re already married, so we have to save more money. Otherwise, what will we do when the baby is born and needs money? You don’t know if you’ve never raised a child. Children are money-eating beasts and can spend a lot of money.” Sir raised an eyebrow at me. “Have you ever raised one?” I blinked guiltily. “I, I, I have never raised one, but I know.”

“I’m going to hit my boss up for a raise so I can buy one just like it.” We all laughed and enjoyed the ride as Sade took the long way back to her condo. I liked seeing her happy, and I especially liked knowing I didn’t have to worry about her breaking down and getting stranded near a dark alley.

Theo led me outside, his grip on my waist firm as we approached a sleek black Mercedes Benz S-Class parked in the driveway. The car gleamed under the soft glow of the evening lights, another display of his endless wealth. It felt like every event we attended, he made sure to show off a different car from his collection.

"Get out! From now on, you have nothing to do with this family! Who the hell do you think you are? Just because you're wearing a Rolex and driving a nice car, you think you're somebody?" Cyrus froze. His face quickly flushed red with humiliation. Then, at last, he snapped. He lifted his chin defiantly and shot back, "What right do you have to tell me to leave? Everything I have was given to me by my mom! It has nothing to do with you! “I gave you a little respect, and now you actually think you're some kind of authority figure?" The moment I heard that, my heart sank. Over the years, work kept me busy.

It resembled the new one that Steve Lee had bought before, but the color wasn’t right. Brock didn’t think much of it. Instead, he smiled and invited Mandy, “CEO Zimmer, I recently bought a new Mercedes Benz S-Class. I’ll send you back home later.” He sighed. “Of course, my hundred-thousand-dollar car couldn’t compare to this Rolls Royce.” Although these words were self-effacing, they were simply a pretense. Stacy and the others also nodded along. “Mandy, it’s really comfortable to sit in the new Mercedes Benz S-Class!”

The S-class was the cheapest car they had in the garage. She was so baffled to the point where her astonishment completely masked her rage. “Enough with your stupid rumors! Freya never tried to swingle any man, and Caprice doesn’t have a sugar daddy!” Piper’s patience had long run out by this point. Lana backed her up. “You people are just jealous because they live better lives than you!” None of them seem convinced. The girls’ words had lost all credibility. Someone retorted, "What is there to be jealous about? Neither would I be able to afford girls like you, nor do I want to.”

He pointed at a Mercedes-Benz S-Class and asked, “How much is this?” A young female salesperson came forward and said, “Sir, this is the latest model, and the total price is $170,000.” Kayson called Celeste, and she shook her head. “No, Kayson. This is too expensive.” It was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and it was about $120,000 more expensive than her broken Mercedes-Benz C-Class. She couldn’t bring herself to accept such an expensive gift from Kayson. Kayson smiled and said, “It’s okay. Let’s take this one. After all, you nearly lost your life last night.”