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

the day

Bishop to pick out a car. It

Silver Fox is buying you a

I can use the exercise. Seb,

however, didn't feel that it was

to the money he spent on Steph and the cost of Mrs. Bishop's

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

feeling of a family sitting together and chatting

His parents were in love then, and their family was

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

hold him, stroking his head... smiling at

would

him, her son... but, she

willing... to abandon him and

for Stephanie and Marilyn sprang from the pain he could not

prepared to die. But the person she

bloom of

away in a nightclub... the substantial wages serving as a means