After Jasper had picked Wendy up, she sat in the Bentley’s passenger seat and blushed as she said, “Jasp, my dad said he would like to invite your parents to dinner after Christmas.”
Jasper smiled as he said, “That’s a good thing. When?”
“There are only four or five days before Christmas, so probably three days after that. Do you have any relatives you need to visit then? We can make further arrangements regarding the date,” Wendy answered gently.
Jasper thought for a moment before saying, “No, we don’t have any relatives to visit this year. My family has already discussed it among themselves. They were worried I wouldn’t have time, so my relatives will be coming over instead.”
Wendy blinked. “Is it because you’re rich now?”
“If you’re either powerful or rich, you’ll get special treatment as long as you check off one of these boxes,” Jasper said gleefully.
Wendy huffed and asked confusedly, “But my family home is always silent during Christmas, and my relatives rarely come visit. I used to be so jealous of the other kids because they got so much money during Christmas.”
“Didn’t your parents give you any?” Jasper asked.
“Of course, they did. Never anything less than 10,000 Somer Dollars,” Wendy answered naturally.
Jasper, “…”
Back in the 90s, one was considered rich if they had more than 10,000 dollars in their account. Yet, the amount of Christmas money Wendy’s family gave was equivalent to an entire family’s savings?!
“I used to get ten or 20 Somer Dollars when I was younger. Then, when my family’s financial situation improved, I got around 50 to 100 Somer Dollars. You get 10,000 Somer Dollars in one go and you’re still jealous of other people?” Jasper asked gloomily.
Wendy replied confidently, “I meant that other people received money from many relatives, unlike me. I only ever received money from two people, my mom and my dad. After I lost my mom, my dad would give me 100,000 dollars every year to make up for it.”
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