Chapter 406: Taxpayers (1/2)
”We're ready!” I heard a voice came out from above the stairs. It was almost 2 hours since I had been heating the sofa with my ass. Finally, my lengthy boredom will end. I sighed deeply.
Women will forever be an unsolvable creature. They were only good for one thing and no more. I shook my head in perplexity.
”Seth, honey! Can you please take the luggage upstairs?” Adriana's voice requested something out of me, as usual. Tsk tsk. What a needy bitch!
”Sure, honey! I'll be there in a second!” I yelled and rose to my feet. This is going to be a long journey, I thought darkly.
”Why don't we postpone our trip for tomorrow?” Adriana suggested when she saw the setting sun welcomed us with its last lights.
”And be torched to death in that oven? We can make it tonight, Adriana.” Lucia was the first one to react. She did not want to experience the hell she'd gone through last night. That room was practically a toaster!
”Okay, then. Time to go.” I remarked and led the way for the family. Two baggage were with me and I dragged them easily behind on its rolling wheels.
Mr. Valeska mirrored my form, same with my girlfriend and Kelsey. Only the queen held a handbag in comfort and ease.
”We should have left all these dresses, dear. You wouldn't even have a chance to wear them to where we're going.” Robert stated as he looked at all their belongings.
”Shut up, Robert! I would not leave a single piece of cloth behind, you hear me?! Try it and you'll have to carry me in order for me to come.” Lucia threatened.
Her heart sunk at the idea of limiting herself. She would have even brought the mansion with them if she could. Her expressive eyes locked gazes with her husband and I could even notice wet droplets was beginning to form around her irises.
What a lunatic! I almost laughed out loud with this much drama and nonsense.
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”Okay, dear. I'll leave them alone.” Robert relented in the end. Thus, we restarted the journey that we had yet to take.
”Is anybody home?!” I yelled to the third house we stopped by. It seemed like it was my job to do the shouting. The ladies and Mr. Valeska wasn't overtly volunteering to do the chore.
”We mean you no harm! We just want to ask if you were by chance willing to sell one of your cars. We badly need transportation! Please!” I continued and saw the light flicker inside the home.
”GO AWAY!” an angry roar answered my plea.
”We should just go, Seth.” my girlfriend tried to convince me. I looked at her and could see the signs that she was not comfortable with what I'm doing.
These rich bitches really shy away from uncomfortable situation easily.
I shook my head and sighed for the umpteenth time.
”Maybe we'll find a car by the next street. Let's go.” I smiled and continued to wear the veneer of optimism.