Chapter 1752
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What do the elite families value the most? Prestige, of course. The convoy isn't
just for show or to throw their weight around; it's a symbol of power and status. If, one day, these displays vanish, it spells the end for the family.
Nick collected himself and added, "You'll get used to it."
Mirabella tapped her fingers on her knee, nodding as she summed it up, "The troubles of having too much."
Ordinary folks seem to live less confined lives. Nick just chuckled, leaving it at that.
Half an hour later, the car rolled up to the Earl's estate. While the estate wasn't small, it was only half the size of the Davis family's. Since today was a birthday bash, the place was decked out in festive decorations.
The outdoor parking lot was a showcase of world-class luxury cars, a clear sign that the guests were either rich or noble.
As Mirabella and Nick stepped out of the car, the Earl's butler came up to them with utmost respect.
"Mr. Davis, you've arrived." The butler greeted, casting a curious glance at Mirabella, his eyes lighting up with admiration. There was no doubt she was the belle of the ball, outshining all the debutantes.
Nick gave a slight nod, and the attendant handed the gift to the butler. Noticing the butler's gaze, Nick didn't bother introducing his sister's identity. Instead, he pulled out a uniquely shaped pin from his pocket and pinned it onto Mirabella's chest right there in front of the butler.
Seeing this, the butler realized that this girl wasn't just any companion. He quickly stopped his scrutiny and gestured for the siblings to enter. "Right this way, please."
As Mirabella followed him into the grand hall, she glanced at the crescent-shaped
pin on her chest and raised an eyebrow, asking softly, "Family emblem?"
After all, Nick's collar also sported an embroidery of this pin shape.
"Yep." Nick glanced toward the hall. "There are lots of eyes here. This can help dodge some unnecessary trouble." Especially since his sister had never appeared before these people, wearing the family emblem would at least prevent any wild guesses about her identity. s
Mirabella nodded, her eyes sweeping over the room's beautiful ladies. "Nick,
when do you plan on settling down?"
The topic shift was sudden, catching Nick off guard.
"You and Emmitt aren't getting any younger. A girlfriend, such a lovely creature, is something you ought to have,” Mirabella advised sincerely Though the youngest she worked about things her parents should handle. s Updates are released by FιndNovel.net
Nick thought, "Really?"
He suddenly didn't know what to do with this sister anymore.
*Outside, another car pulled up. Though it didn't have any distinctive markings, those in the know could instantly tell it was specially modified, boasting high-level bulletproofing.
The butler had just escorted Nick and Mirabella inside. When he saw who stepped out of the car his demeanor turned exceptionally respectful, "Your Highness, the Earl is inside. I'll fetch him for you." s
Lockie coughed twice, his complexion as pale as ever. He lifted his hand slightly,
"No need. Today's the Earl's birthday bash. Let's keep it casual, no need for formalities."
The butler nodded quickly, "Then let me lead you inside."
Lockie murmured a soft assent and had just taken a couple of steps inside with
the butler when another car arrived, and someone called out to him.
"Prince Lockie."
Stay tuned. I'll aim to write more tomorrow to wrap up this scene.