Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"Er... I haven't gotten my driver's license yet."

"I'll arrange a coach to teach you how to drive this weekend."

"Uh... actually, I don't like driving. I have a terrible sense of direction, even walking I get lost... don't force me to drive, don't we have a driver at home?" Marilyn disagreed, "Knowing how to drive is a must-have skill for young people nowadays, Steph. No slacking off... there's no harm in learning more."

"But Mom..." she began, an edge of trepidation in her voice, "I have a dreadful sense of direction, and I fear colliding with someone... if I were to strike someone whilst driving, I believe the shock alone might be the end of me." Sebastian then said, "You'll be acting in contemporary dramas in the future, right?"

"Huh? Yeah, I will."

"What if you need to drive in a scene... are you going to hire a stunt double to do it for you?"

"It seems... not a good way."

"So, are you going to learn?"

Stephanie made a face, "I'll learn... but I've read online that driving instructors are mean and scary."

"This is a private instructor. He wouldn't dare yell at you."

Who would dare yell at the wife of the Skyline Corporation's president?

"So... I'll come back every weekend for lessons?"

heading to school

plan... but if my mom needs to move into the dorm, I'll go the day after tomorrow. I'll take my mom to the staff dorms tomorrow and spend some time with

car. It would make her commute

up, "Mom! Silver Fox is buying you

I can use

feel that

and the cost of

she'd stay by

this feeling of a family sitting together and chatting after

were in love then,

he, as a child, sat on

him, stroking his head...

father would inevitably soften

did love him, her son... but,

was willing... to abandon him and his ill

and Marilyn sprang from the pain

was prepared to die.

the bloom of

the substantial wages serving as a means to stash away funds for