Fifteen minutes later, the Campbell siblings came to The Grand Garden’s front gates, and what they saw
shocked them. The appearance alone was already extravagant enough, let alone the inside. Mansions
stretched as far as the eye could see, and lush greenery flanked the cleanly paved paths that led to the
houses in the neighborhood.
Minerva thought she knew a lot, since she grew up overseas, but it was the first time she saw a
neighborhood as grand as The Grand Garden.
Tate whispered, “Are you sure this is the place, Minerva? That family actually lives in this neighborhood?
Impossible.”
Minerva thought it was improbable too, but she then smiled. “Maybe this isn’t the place. Maybe they’re
living somewhere nearby. They were probably worried that the taxi driver might be lost, so they told us a
more recognizable place.”
Tate nodded. “That’s possible.”
After that, they saw two cars coming toward them. The one in the lead was a white Maserati
Quattroporte, while the one behind was a Mercedes-Benz G-class. The sight of the cars excited the
Campbell siblings, and Minerva gasped. “Whoa, they have that kind of car here? Oh my god, that’s a
Quattroporte. It’s gorgeous! My best friend’s friend is a rich kid, and she said he has a Quattroporte.”
“Well, I like the G-class though. That’s a man’s car. Remember Jerry from our class? His father has a G-
class, and he kept showing it off to us. That’s one nice car.”
While they were commenting, the cars eventually came up to them. Someone rolled down the window,
and Helen stuck her head out. “Oh, you’re here! Sorry for the wait, though. It took us some time to get a
driver. We should go in now. I’ll get the guard to escort you guys in.”
The Campbell siblings were utterly floored to see Helen and her family in the cars. Then, the guard came
out, and Helen told him to escort the siblings. A moment later, one of the guards came back with a
Mercedes. “Come in, please. I’ll escort you in,” the guard said politely.
The Campbell siblings went into the car, still dumbfounded, but also shocked. Even the guard here drives
a Mercedes?
As they were escorted into the neighborhood, Tate whispered, “Why are we even in a car, Minerva? I
mean, we’re literally at the front gate. We could have walked in.”
The guard smiled. “I’m sorry, but Mr. Cunningham lives at the lakeside area, and it’s around eight
hundred meters from the gates. Quite a distance if you ask me.”
Tate’s eyes widened when he heard that. “Eight hundred meters? That’s the distance to his place from
the front gate?”
Minerva was once again shocked. She had never even seen that overseas. A short while later, they
came to the lakeside mansion, and the guard opened the door for them. “We’re here.”
The siblings stood before the mansion, feeling dizzy from the surprise. They knew the place was
extraordinary just from a little peek, but when they came face to face with one of the mansions, the full
extent of its extravagance finally hit them. “I-Is this really Aunt Helen’s house? I thought she lives in a
rickety shack,” Tate mumbled.
Minerva looked at the cars inside the yard. “I think so. I mean, they own those cars, right?”
Then, Helen opened the gates for them. “Come in, you two. Demi, Sasha, I need you two to make some
tea. Oh, don’t just stand there, kids. Come in and have some tea.”
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