Novel & Cerita The Simple Life 2: Road Trip

Why was there no difference in Zayn’s life whether he was poor or rich? Gordon said, “A God-like being like Mr. Larson is not for commoners like us to understand. Perhaps this is the way of life for Mr. Larson!” Sean agreed with a bitter smile, “The most crucial part is that it would be rude for the subordinates like us to flaunt ourselves when Mr. Larson lives a simple, unsophisticated life. I was planning on getting a Rolls Royce initially, but Mr. Larson is still riding around on an electric scooter. It would be rude of me to get a new car, and I’m too embarrassed to drive around in my old Bentley, so I’m planning on getting a small BMW instead.”

he ends his short speech turning in my direction Ty bids his family farewell picks up my bag that is leaning against my stool and leads me outside "Nice ride" I admire his sleek black Mercedes C-Class He opens the passenger door for me "thanks" He gets into the driver's seat "it was a birthday present from dad" he says driving out of the yard " Mom blew a gasket when she saw it, said it was too much" he said laughing "Isn't it kind of a lot for a high school kid?" I said playfully punching his arm

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

I exhaled deeply again , Presley has invested so much to make this day happy for me , even Brett, and right now I want to get out of my own way , I don't want to ever stand in the way of my happiness again. That's why I'm giving Brett and I a chance , who knows where it'll take us. "Finally you're done " Presley said as I walked out of the bathroom. "The bathroom is the only Peaceful place I get to meditate and think " I replied as I dried my legs and body. "You take life too seriously " she said as I slowly took my seat in front of the mirror. "Life is not a joke " I replied quietly, staring at my reflection in the mirror.

Asher comes to my side, drapes an arm around my shoulder, and kisses the side of my head. ‘’Good girl,’’ he commended. I begin to blush at his words. ‘’Well, let’s get going folks,’’ Rich says. ‘’So, the middle of nowhere.’’ I turn to Asher when he climbs in beside me. ‘’No, think of it as a little escape, where we can bond and relax.’’ Asher gives a wide grin. Making me think that he is only down it as a show for Rich. ‘’Are we staying in a hotel?’’ I ask.

As he got back into the car, I felt peace had filled him. Not far down the road, there was a very humble, white two-story house made of wood. Even the years and nature could not corrupt the beauty of its simplicity; I loved how a small tree grew right next to the entrance, and there was ivy hanging from the roof's edges. This was a time capsule, and it belonged to him. He parked near the house, but not too close. I unbuckled my security belt and by the time I finished he was already opening the door for me, a huge grin on his face.