"Okay, okay. Let's not talk about that anymore," Judith said after a moment's thought. "We'll just take half the money, and you two can take the other half."

"That works," Severin replied, nodding. "We still owe Aunt Marie's family money, don't we? I'll use our share to pay them back."

He then said to his parents, "It's getting late. Let's move to our new place now. There isn't much to pack."

"Not much? I want to take a few more clothes!" Judith interjected.

"Is the place far?" Maurice asked. "If not, you guys can drive, and I'll cycle." He seemed to suspect Severin had rented a better place than their old, dilapidated house.

Severin was momentarily speechless. "Just leave your bike, Dad," he said. "I have money now; you don't need to be frugal. You're both at an age where you should enjoy yourselves!"

"Haha, all right, all right," Maurice chuckled contentedly. His son seemed to have matured considerably.

The elderly couple packed a few clothes and valuables into the car trunk.

"Diane," Judith said, taking a bracelet from a box, "this jade bracelet has been in our family for generations. We have nothing else to give you, but I hope you don't mind this small gift. It may not be valuable, but it's all we can do."

Diane smiled and accepted the bracelet. "Thank you. It's beautiful! I love it!"

"I'm glad you do!" Judith laughed.

Seeing Diane's easy acceptance of his parents and their humble circumstances, Severin resolved to ensure she never suffered again. He soon drove them to a villa area, heading up a mountain road.

"Did you take a wrong turn, Severin?" Judith and Maurice exclaimed from the backseat, alarmed by the upscale neighborhood. "These villas cost millions! Do people even rent them?" Maurice gulped, wondering if he was dreaming.

"Relax," Severin smiled, preparing to continue driving.

However, they were stopped at a security gate.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but are you lost?" one of the three guards asked politely, approaching Severin's Chevrolet. "You're approaching Dragon Lake Vista. Outsiders are prohibited."

"I'm a homeowner here," Severin explained with a smile. "My car isn't registered yet; I just bought it."

The guard's expression changed. "A homeowner? That's hard to believe. You'd be more believable saying you were visiting a relative. Why would someone who owns a villa here drive a Chevy?"

Severin's face darkened. "Is there a rule against homeowners driving Chevys? Do you look down on them?"

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