So as soon as the news of Elias Hawthorne’s marriage broke out, the entire elite circle of Southgate was shaken, and everyone was busy pulling strings to ask for information. However, Elias Hawthorne had always been low-key, while his brother, Jasper Hawthorne, often mingled within the circles.
So the moment Jasper Hawthorne appeared today, he was immediately surrounded by a crowd.
Thinking of that utterly unfashionable woman, Jasper Hawthorne couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, and when faced with questions, he forced a wry smile: "My sister-in-law..."
"What’s she like? From which wealthy family? A political socialite? An entertainment diva? A foreign royal princess?"
Each time they made a guess, Jasper Hawthorne shook his head.
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Jasper let out a long sigh, "Let me put it this way, the moment I found out my brother was getting married, a picture flashed in my mind..."
"What picture?" Everyone was curious.
"A fresh and tender cabbage being doused by a wild boar, as black and shabby as they come."
Young Master Rivers, who had grown up with Jasper like brothers, was so shocked his eyeballs almost popped out: "Are the Hawthorne Family’s sisters-in-law like celestial beings descended from the heavens? How could someone like Brother Hawthorne be compared to a wild boar in this analogy???"
"Spit, spit, spit!" Jasper immediately sprayed his insistent friend with spittle, "My brother is the fresh and tender cabbage! Boohoo, the brother I’ve cared for almost thirty years, just desecrated by that country bumpkin."
Everyone: "Uh... isn’t that a bit exaggerated?"
"Of course not! Do you know what that woman was wearing the first time I saw her? Just a plain white shirt and black straight pants, and amazingly, the buttons on her shirt were done all the way up to her chin." It was an eyesore.
"There are still such extraordinary individuals these days."
Raina. The black and ugly wild boar. North: "..."
She exchanged a glance with Summer Jordan and caught a hint of delight in the other’s eyes.
There was someone who deserved a beating.
Jasper Hawthorne, slightly drunk, felt the urge to pee and staggered towards the bathroom.
But midway there, everything went black and he was bagged.
When Jasper Hawthorne came to, he found himself tied spread-eagle on top of a car.
"Mommy, the big doofus is awake." An impish child’s voice echoed in the darkness.
Inside the car, Raina North and Casper North, wearing matching black leather outfits, looked super cool and handsome.
"Who are you people?" Jasper Hawthorne’s face turned grave; even he realized he had been kidnapped.
"I’m your daddy, of course." Casper North assumed a thuggish posture, crossing one leg over the other, "Kiddo, daddy’s taking you for a ride."
Casper North exchanged a knowing look with his mom.
Releasing the clutch, the car shot off like a rocket.
The wind roared by, and with Jasper Hawthorne’s screams resonating from the top of the car, Raina’s repressed mood was instantly blown away.
Meanwhile, Casper cheerfully sang along: "I am your great daddy, raised you so big, yet you still don’t behave..."
The night was dim, the mountain road twisted and turned, as an unremarkable civilian car sped through the midnight at a dazzling speed.
Mount Sovereign, with its unique twenty-six curves, is known as the holy land for extreme racing. Conquering those twenty-six curves is a dream for every racer, countless have faltered on these seemingly ordinary bends.
Day or night, Mount Sovereign always attracted a group of racing enthusiasts.
Amidst a sea of various flashy and high-performance modified cars, suddenly bursting forth was this car, igniting the whole Mount Sovereign.
"What the heck, where did this moron come from, driving a mini QQ up Mount Sovereign?"
"Who the hell is this big idiot on a suicide mission?"
On the car top, Jasper Hawthorne faced the wind, tears streaming down his face, wasn’t it just a suicide mission?
This was Mount Sovereign!!!