Chapter 1114


    “Be, this is my gift to you: a private yacht.


    The yacht boasted a gigantic helicopter pad, hundreds of rooms, a movie theater capable of


    amadating hundreds of guests, two swimming pools, an oversized garage, and the list went on.


    The interior decoration was luxurious and beautiful, with a total value of 20 million dors.


    “Thank you, Hans.’ Arabe epted the gift but felt overwhelmed by its extravagance.


    "Be, this is a small token from me and Myrna." Chasel stepped forward, handed Arabe a gift box,


    his gaze filled with adoration and warmth.


    Inside the box was the deed to a private jet, bearing Arabe''s name.


    “All the paperwork, including the registration, airworthiness certificate, radio station license, and


    insurance, have all been taken care of Chasel''s gaze was affectionate as he gently exined, "The


    interior of the ne was decorated by Myrna. You should love it"


    “Thank you, Chasel and Myrna."


    "L originally wanted to get you a yacht, but thought it might be too oversized. So, I went for a custom


    yacht instead. Ites with a missile defense system, armored protection, aser system to prevent


    paparazzi from taking unauthorized photos, and all guest rooms are fitted with bulletproof ss. It''s


    very safe."


    Given his sister''s status, rk specifically customized this yacht for her safety.


    Don''t be fooled by the smaller size of the yachtpared to the cruise ship; its worth a fortune, and the


    operating cost was jaw-dropping.


    He leaned in to whisper in Arabe’s ear, “It''s also from Carol."


    “Thank you."


    Since Carol hasn''t been introduced to the family, Arabe hadn''t thanked Carol in person.


    "Be, my gift might seem a bit mundane to you." David handed over a gift box, "But these are my


    treasures."


    Inside the box were keys to three sports cars, along with their documentation.


    One was a Hennessey Venom GT, one of only ten in the world, worth seven million dors.


    The second was an SSC Tuatara, worth five million dors.


    The third was a custom Aston Martin, also worth five million dors.


    “These three cars are my favorites. I haven''t driven them even once since buying them."


    He treasured them greatly.


    But now he was handing them over to his sister because he believed she would look cooler driving


    them than he ever could.


    “Thank you, David."


    “As long as you like them, I will get you more in the future."


    David had just put his arm over his sister''s shoulder when the other brothers swatted his hand away,


    "Back off!"


    Suddenly, the night sky lit up with dazzling fireworks.


    “Be, look!"


    These fireworks were specially customized for her by her brothers, bearing various messages.


    “Wee home."


    “Merry Christmas Eve."


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    "Merry Christmas."


    “Be, be happy."


    “Stay healthy and safe."


    Although these weremon blessings, they held special meaning for Arabe.


    Because Arabe loved marigolds, many of the fireworks burst into the pattern of these flowers.