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 school

into the dorm, I'll go the day after tomorrow. I'll take my mom to

pick out a car. It would make her commute to work

lit up, "Mom! Silver Fox is buying you

I can

however, didn't feel

he spent on Steph and the cost

she'd stay by his side, letting him

of a family sitting together and chatting

were in love then, and

child, sat on his father's lap

would hold him, stroking his

father would inevitably soften

did love him, her son... but, she loved

was willing... to abandon

and Marilyn sprang

ill and didn't want to burden her daughter. She was prepared to die. But the person

the bloom of her

a nightclub... the substantial wages serving as a means to stash away funds for her mother's impending surgery... Amidst