From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 188

The weekend was coming soon.

Willie called Leonard and asked him back to the village to visit the graves.

In the past, when Leonard had been in prison, Flora was responsible for visiting the graves of Leonard’s parents and grandparents.

The graves of Willie’s family were also in the village.

Now that Leonard was back, it was naturally his responsibility to handle these matters.

Concerning the visit to the graves, Leonard had asked Rex to purchase some flowers the day before.

Leonard greeted Rex, who was waiting in the living room. They drove to join Flora and then returned to the village together.

On the highway outside Newden, a brand new five-series BMW, followed closely by a Rolls-Royce, stopped temporarily to rest while passing by a service area.

Willie looked at Leonard’s Rolls-Royce with a hint of envy.

He found his newly acquired five-series

BMW suddenly pale in comparison.

Willie took out a cigarette and handed it to Leonard. When he was about to take out a lighter, Leonard had already lit the cigarette for him.

Willie was immediately flattered.

On the side, Kenia shook Flora’s arm and begged, “Mom, Leonard always listens to you. Remember to ask him to promote me in the company later. It makes no sense that my cousin is the boss of the company while I am just an ordinary employee.”

Flora glanced at Leonard, who was not far away, with a look of embarrassment, but she couldn’t resist Kenia’s constant begging, so Flora nodded reluctantly.

After finishing their cigarettes, they continued their journey.

Passing through two service areas without stopping, they bypassed over 12 miles of mountain roads and arrived at a small mountain village named Thunderpeak Village.

It was named after a big mountain at the village entrance. The village was relatively remote, and there were fewer than 100 households.

After entering the village and making a left

turn, they arrived at Leonard’s house, which was located at the western end.

It had been in disrepair and thus was dilapidated. The yard was lush green, with many fruits and vegetables growing.

descendants of the same ancestor. Oscar was Leonard’s

house, an elderly man with a stooped back

over.

an honest man and

of the village in his life. He had a son and a daughter. His son worked in the county town in transportation, while his daughter got married in another province and only returned to the village once

years.

passed away, he had been taking care of the yard.

eyes and looked at the

Rolls-Royce, but he was familiar

praised, “Lori, your husband

a BMW. The car must cost

the nickname

bit of

it’s hundreds of thousands of dollars, but

ago, Leonard was imprisoned. People in the village said that Leonard’s future was

a hurry this time and bought you some supplements. I hope

trunk and took out the things he had prepared.

shook his head and said. “Leonard, you don’t have to waste money

is a token of our regard,” Kenia

chatting at the door for a while. Leonard and Flora walked towards the ancestral

also went to the graves of

visiting the graves of his parents and grandparents, Leonard

Flora.

soon as they entered the village, they saw a black Mercedes-Benz appearing at

got out of the car, and next to

gold-rimmed glasses, a watch on his wrist, and a perfectly matched ring on his finger, which accentuated his charm and

woman, he couldn’t help

eyes.

a beauty when she was

remember that she and you were childhood sweethearts. When your father was alive, he often

Jenkins family.”

Leonard smiled, “Yes. We haven’t seen each other for many years, but in high school, Alyssa

me honestly, have you ever had a crush on her?”

touched his nose and said with an awkward smile, “A little bit. But she wasn’t interested in me at that time. After all, her father was the village chief, and her family was richer

combined are no match for you,” Flora said

no one would have thought that Leonard, who had been imprisoned, would be the richest

and say hello?” Flora

breath and shook his head. “I don’t think it’s necessary.”

the village, Isaac