Arnold could tell from my expression that I had no idea about this.

I quickly suppressed my emotions.

"Alright, let's discuss this when we get home in the evening. We need to eat. Shall we go?" He said, swaggering toward the exit.

Poppy glanced at me awkwardly. "I hope I'm not intruding."

I quickly collected myself, smiled at her, and said, "Not at all. Let's go. That’s my brother. He's quite a character."

Poppy nodded. "Okay, then."

I smiled faintly. "As long as you don't mind."

The three of us followed Arnold downstairs together. Arnold hopped into the Lamborghini parked not far away.

It was a car from Pleca Park's garage.

Arnold usually kept a low profile in Foswood. Archie had set some clear rules. His children were not allowed to be ostentatious, even though the Beringer family had its own business.

Arnold must have known I was back today and deliberately chose to drive this car.

This surprised Poppy. I saw her eyes widen.

Arnold shouted, "Who's riding with me?"

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