"Yeah, didn’t I mention it to you guys a couple of days ago? I bought it yesterday."
As she spoke, Adora pulled out the car keys, unlocked the Maserati, and gestured, "Wanna hop in and take a look?"
"No, no!" Lilian quickly declined, her expression a strange mix of emotions.
Ruby bit her lip, eyes practically bulging.
Parked next to that brand-new Maserati was a Porsche Macan.
It was Ruby’s car.
She wasn’t exactly a skilled driver.
The Macan had only been hers for two years, but it was already covered in scratches and dents, patched up so often it looked more worn than new.
She remembered Peter mentioned that the Maserati cost nearly six hundred thousand dollars.
Her heart twisted with envy.
The price of Adora’s Maserati could buy four of her cars.
She had only just come back after three years of being away—where did she get the money for a luxury car?
"Did you beg Eugene for the money to buy it?"
Ruby puffed her cheeks, holding back her frustration before blurting it out, clearly upset.
Adora smiled and answered honestly, "No, I paid for it myself."
"Lie! Just yesterday, you asked Eugene for two hundred thousand dollars!"
"Now that’s unfair. Yesterday, it was Eugene who offered the money."
"You… That’s impossible! You must’ve pestered him for it!"
Ruby was too wrapped up in her own assumptions to believe anything Adora said.
"Enough! It's barely morning and you're already causing a spectacle. Do you want to give the neighbors something to gossip about?"
Theodore cut in with a stern tone, his face dark, suppressing his anger.
He turned to his eldest daughter.
"Adora, shouldn’t you save that money for your treatment? Buying a car like that is a waste."
Adora curled her lips. "There’s no cure for me anyway, so why not enjoy life while I can?"
The entire Matthews family fell silent.
Adora smiled again, exposing them without mercy. "You’re upset on Ruby’s behalf, aren’t you? Thinking it’s not fair I get to drive a car like this when she doesn’t?"
No one replied.
"Heh." Adora didn’t bother arguing.
She let out a cold laugh and headed inside.
There was no need to rush things.
Adora believed in the saying, “Justice might move slowly, but it never misses.”
She believed the traffickers would be caught, and in time, she’d find the evidence to tear off Ruby’s mask.
After a quick change, Adora came out and left with the police.
As they watched the patrol car drive away, a light sheen of sweat formed in Ruby’s palms.
But she quickly comforted herself.
Back then, everything had been arranged over the phone with a middleman.
They never met in person.
And after the incident, she’d destroyed the SIM card.
More than three years had passed. Who would still remember the details?
There was no way they'd find hard evidence.

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