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?"

you heading to

mom needs to move into the dorm, I'll go the day

to pick out a car. It would

up, "Mom! Silver Fox is buying you

just a half-hour walk. I can use the exercise. Seb, don't blow more money on

didn't feel that it

he spent on Steph and the cost of Mrs.

said... she'd stay by his side, letting him

enjoyed this feeling of a family sitting

were in love then, and

would sit and chat while he, as a child, sat on his father's lap listening, occasionally snuggling

his

would inevitably

Julia did love him, her son...

willing... to abandon him and

and Marilyn sprang from

ill and didn't want to burden her daughter. She was prepared to

the bloom of her

a nightclub... the substantial wages serving as a