"I... I'm afraid I have no sense of direction..." Aunt Ding said worriedly.
"The driver will drive."
Arthur Lindsey's words had just fallen when the family's dedicated seasoned driver drove a brand new maroon Rolls-Royce out of the garage and parked at the entrance, waiting for them.
"Let's go, Aunt Ding, we're about to set off~~"
Little Clarissa tugged at her, leaving her no room to resist, clinging to her relentlessly.
Aunt Ding had no choice but to follow suit. As she lowered herself into the car, she felt so grand being in it—all these years, she'd only watched the Johnson Family come and go in luxury cars, never thought she could actually sit in one herself...
"Goodbye grandpa and grandma, we'll see you soon~~" Little Clarissa waved through the car window.
The family stood where they were, quite assured. Little Clarissa tagging along with her all the time, who knows, maybe one day it would trigger her memories?
Next door.
