Harvey entered the hall. Inside were many ladies decked in jewelry and men clad in expensively tailored leather suits. They all carried the bearings of the rich.

Simon and Xynthia were hiding in the corner of a room, looking very drained.

Lucie and her son, on the other hand, were engaged in an unending shouting match with the angry car owners.

“Pay up! Give us the money right now!”

“So what if you live in a Fragrant Hill villa?! You think you can just drive into the regal villa’s parking spot and crash into our cars?!”

“You better pay up right now!”

“I don’t care who you are! If you don’t pay up right now, I’ll call the cops!”

After listening to the chaos for a short while, Harvey came to understand the situation at hand. It was a known fact that every villa in Fragrant Hill had independent garages. As Nicolas had not been here before, he did not know.

So, he ended up parking the Toyota Alphard at the regal villa’s parking lot which was across the street. In the process, he r