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    Maia’s cheeks flushed a deep red in an instant.


    Pushing Chris back, her voice quivered with a mix of embarrassment and a rare, youthful shyness. “I’m not like you! You’re a flirt.” With that, she spun around and didn’t look back.


    More urately, she fled.


    Chris was left in stunned silence.


    A flirt? In fact, he hadn’t been intimate with anyone. Yet, there was something undeniably sweet about Maia’s flustered reaction just now.


    A chuckle escaped Chris uncontrobly.


    Just as he was about to step out, his phone erupted with a ring.


    Chris answered — it was Maxwell, sounding dramatically upset. “Chris, you actually took that limited-edition Maserati and turned it into just another car? You’ve spoiled a work of art!”


    Chris cocked his head, pulling the phone away as Maxwell’sints continued. Once the diatribe subsided, Chris brought the phone back, responding with unruffled calm, “It was my choice. Stay out of it.”


    He ended the call abruptly. From his pocket, he retrieved the exclusive ck card she had given him, a symbol of immense wealth and status, casually flipping it through his fingers.


    He hadn’t used any of the money from it. He nned to return it to her at the right moment.


    As for the limited-edition Maserati…


    If it was to be a gift for his wife, naturally, it had to be nothing short of spectacr.


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    Chris ceased his yful handling of the ck card, slid it securely back into his pocket, and walked off with a rxed gait.


    Before they knew it, the day for Ethan to start school had dawned.


    Before dawn had fully broken, Maia was already up, steering the Maserati Chris had gifted her toward the Marvelous Garden.


    Today marked Ethan’s first day at school, and she was determined to take him there herself.


    Kathie had prepared a hearty breakfast and insisted that Maia eat before they left. After several reminders to Ethan, the pair was finally ready to depart.


    Ethan climbed into Maia’s car, his eyes wide with awe.


    “Wow, Maia, this car is incredible!”


    Maia took a moment to appreciate the car’s interior — its elegance and luxury, punctuated by a refined aesthetic.


    She had to concede that Chris had impable taste.


    “Strap in. Off to school we go!”


    Maia ignited the engine, and they set off for Wront University.


    Wront University.


    A shiny Maserati smoothly passed through the gates, immediately catching the attention of those nearby.


    Even though the elite preparatory program had begun, the official start of the school year was still a few days away, so the campus entrance remained peaceful and calm.


    Maia pulled the car up near the academic building, where a number of expensive cars were already parked.


    As she got out of the car, she looked at Ethan, who stood beside her, clearly uneasy. She spoke softly, “Ethan, if anything goes wrong at school, or if anyone bothers you, promise me you’ll tell me, okay?”


    She found that Ethan seemed more upbeat when he was with her, but she couldn’t shake the worry that he might be picked on or left out at school.


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