"Bye!!" Simon shouted through the window as the school bus quickly departed.
Curling his lips at the raised middle finger, Miles turned toward the Sunflower Estate security post and suddenly felt aggrieved that Hannah hadn't come to pick him up today.
'Doesn't matter. I'll use it as exercise. Besides, I have been doing this for years—rather, days. Two days aren't enough to pamper me to that extent.'
Thinking about it, he walked forward after adjusting his backpack.
Upon sighting him, the estate security made no sign to stop him. But just as he was about to walk past them toward the gate, the sharp sound of screeching tires forced him to take a step to the side. Frowning, he glanced over and saw a black Ford Mustang Dark Horse stealthily pulling up to the standing security guard.
'Huh? Isn't that Mr. Marcus's?'
