Is this person really low-key?
To send his son to school in such a car, is he trying to reach the heavens?
Adam Jones was unaware of the many thoughts running through Elly Campbell’s mind as she stared at the Rolls-Royce before them, with an expression that spoke volumes. He asked:
"You’re going to use this car to take William to school?"
Adam Jones nodded his head. "Is it not flashy enough? I can arrange a private jet to come over."
This flaunting of wealth was absolutely effortless. She took back her earlier comment about him being low-key; this man was anything but.
Thinking that he might actually use a private jet to take his son to school, Elly Campbell decisively said:
"No, this car is flashy enough."
The family of three set off to William’s kindergarten in a limited edition Rolls-Royce.
Today was the weekend, and the kindergarten usually did not have classes, but because they were hosting a Parent-Child Sports Day, there were still quite a few cars parked at the entrance of the kindergarten.
William’s kindergarten ranked as a top-tier private school in Alaska; therefore, a variety of luxury cars were parked at the entrance. People had seen so many that they didn’t pay much attention anymore.
It was at this moment that the silver Rolls-Royce slowly made its way toward the kindergarten.
Even in this kindergarten filled with rich families, such a rare world-class luxury car was an intimidating presence.
Although they couldn’t afford this car, many car enthusiasts recognized its model and its heavyweight status in the car world at a glance.
Even with money, one couldn’t get this car without the right social connections.
As a result, as soon as the car appeared, it drew everyone’s attention. People were speculating about who owned it and why they had never seen this car before.
And some, who were more thoughtful, were already considering striking up a conversation with the car owner.
Having a connection with such a person would certainly be beneficial in the business world.
The moment the car stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten, everyone stepped aside, as if getting too close would desecrate the person about to emerge.
The first to get out was the driver in front. He stepped out of the car, walked around to the back door, and opened it.
"President, Madam, we have arrived at the Young Master’s kindergarten."
As everyone eagerly anticipated the identity of the car owner, Adam Jones got out of the car first, holding William in his arms.
When the crowd saw his face, they gasped.
Adam Jones! It was actually Adam Jones!
Seeing the face of the boy in Adam’s arms, identical to his own, no one would doubt the relationship of father and son.
Adam Jones’s son goes to this kindergarten? Why didn’t they know about it?
They considered themselves influential figures here; if Adam Jones’s son were attending, how could they possibly have not heard about it?
Could he be new here?
While they were still reeling from the shock brought by Adam Jones, Elly Campbell also got out of the car.
Seeing Elly Campbell, some parents showed a look of realization.
Because she had a beautiful face that one couldn’t forget easily, even though she didn’t come to the kindergarten often, many parents recognized her.
Among these parents, many had pegged her as a mistress, simply because they never saw the child’s father appear at the kindergarten.
Paired with such a stunningly ethereal face, many would use the most malicious speculation to demean her, thus finding some comfort for their own less remarkable appearances.