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"What on earth are you doing, James?" asked Jeremy when he saw his youngest brother join him on the front lawn.

"You're testing my patience today," chimed in Jonathan with an annoyed look, "are you finding it hard to leave this mansion?"

James ignored his brothers' remarks. He chose to get into the vehicle first, then rested his back against the back of the seat. He ran his fingers through his hair a few times, averting his eyes as Jeremy and Jonathan watched his actions with flat faces.

The car began to pull away from the gate of the house. Caraline's residence slowly began to shrink. James looked at the side of the road, tapping a finger on the window. Jeremy observed James' behavior from the windshield, while Jonathan just shook his head slowly.

"Looks like that woman doesn't have a rare car made by Otopixel," James said with a limp face.

Jeremy and Jonathan turned their heads. The car drove slower.

"You're still talking about that." Jonathan clucked, giving James an annoyed look.