“You should lend me the car for a stroll after our meal, Young Master Reggie. Someone has to warm up your new car, after all!”

Anne smiled brightly at him.

Reggie threw the car key to her. “Take it. Just give it back when you’re bored with it.”

“What a generous man!”

Anne seemed intentionally shocked, then glared at Harvey with her long and narrow eyes.

“Some people just can’t compete at all! Some treat money like dirt, while others would try their hardest just to take advantage of others…