CHAPTER 168

Once everyone got out of the car, they eagerly asked Alaric, "Is your taxi broken?" Alaric shook his head. "No, we've arrived at my neighborhood." They had already noticed the prominent engravings of "Mid-Level Mountain Garden" and were astonished. "You live here?" Feeling a bit embarrassed, Alaric rubbed his neck. "We only moved here a couple of months ago. The scenery is nice, and there's plenty of shade. Let's go in." He pulled out his resident card, swiped it to open the gate, and led the way.

As they walked through the entrance, everyone was struck by the beautiful surroundings and the villas. Someone thought, 'Only very wealthy families could live here, right? How could the Carter family, rumored to be poor, afford such a place? Was Alaric bringing us to a relative's house and pretending it was his?' Of course, they weren't foolish enough to ask such a sensitive question, so they chatted about the scenery instead.