It was a case of one side being eager to give and the other eager to receive. Cecilia Sterling certainly wasn’t going to get involved.
"Let’s go. Do you have anything you need to grab?"
Estelle Goodman shook her head. "Nope. I packed everything up before the break started. Charles Jennings will come help me take it home later."
Cecilia Sterling pursed her lips, speechless. ’Having someone like Charles Jennings so selflessly devoted to her must be nice,’ she thought. ’It certainly saves a lot of trouble.’
After leaving the school and getting into the car, although it wasn’t her first time riding in Cecilia Sterling’s car, Estelle Goodman couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. "Darling, this car is so comfortable. I absolutely love it."
Cecilia Sterling started the car. It was an automatic, so her footwork didn’t seem complicated. Seeing this, Estelle Goodman commented casually, "I think driving seems pretty simple. Everything’s automatic now. As long as you can tell the brake from the gas, you’re good, right?"
Hearing this, Cecilia Sterling gave Estelle Goodman a skeptical look. "Girl, if it were really that simple, would all those people who fail the written test multiple times be idiots?"
"Well, they’re definitely not the sharpest tools in the shed. I’d pass on the first try for sure," Estelle Goodman said with inexplicable confidence.
Her comment made Cecilia Sterling laugh. "Heh, I’ll be grateful if you can even figure out whether to hit the brake or the gas in an emergency."
"If I can’t figure it out, I’ll just step on both, right? One of them has to be correct!" Estelle Goodman said, blinking innocently.
"Both at once? What are you trying to do, take a screenshot of the car?"
Cecilia was shocked. "Do yourself and everyone else a favor and just give up. You’d be better off having Charles Jennings learn so he can chauffeur you around whenever you want. I’m pretty sure he’d be more than willing."
"How is that the same thing? I’m dying of envy seeing you drive such a cool car. Why don’t you teach me? I want to drive your car, too."
"Don’t even think about it. This car is brand new. I’m not ready to see it totaled just yet."
Cecilia couldn’t be bothered with her anymore. Estelle was the stubborn-as-a-mule type; you couldn’t lead her, and pushing her only made her back up. Once she actually started learning, she’d realize she wasn’t cut out for driving.
After returning to the complex and dropping Estelle Goodman off at her home, Cecilia Sterling went back to her own place. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw her mother squatting by the flowerbed, feeding some small cats.
They were the two little orange tabbies she had seen on the complex road a couple of days ago.
"Cecilia, you’re back! Quick, look! Two little cats showed up out of nowhere. We had some seafood scraps from the kitchen, and the little guys are eating so happily."
"Those two are stray cats from the neighborhood. The property management staff feeds them occasionally. I saw them a couple of days ago, too." As Cecilia Sterling spoke, her gaze unconsciously drifted through the French doors to look inside. She then asked, "Where are Saul Thorne and Jane? Have they left?"
Jasmine Sterling smiled and nodded. "Saul Thorne got a call this evening and had to go back to the station. Jane brought me home, but she said she lives far away, so she didn’t wait for you to get back."
Then, Jasmine Sterling did a little twirl in front of her daughter. "Cecilia, what do you think? Is this coat pretty?"
Cecilia had already noticed her mother’s new coat. She nodded in satisfaction and praised her, "It’s beautiful. Mom, you still have great taste. It really brightens up your complexion."
Older people loved to hear such things, so Cecilia deliberately chose her words to make her mother happy.
Jasmine Sterling was indeed happy to hear that, but she didn’t forget to tell her daughter, "It was quite expensive, you know. Over seven dollars, and that was after a double discount. But I paid for it myself. I didn’t use Saul Thorne’s money."


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