While this was happening, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was speeding down the roads of Yanken. It seemed to be heading toward Mayberry.
Sitting at the back of the car was a stylish and young, rich woman. To be frank, ‘woman’ would be an overstatement since she looked more like a young lady who had freshly graduated from university.
“Are we there yet?” asked the lady as she opened her eyes slowly. She was focused on the scenery outside the car’s window.
“We’re almost in Mayberry City, miss!” replied the chauffeur.
“Tell the cars behind us to catch up!” ordered the lady after hearing that.
The chauffeur then did as she ordered by relaying the order through a walkie-talkie. Behind the Phantom, around twenty Maybach cars followed closely. Any other cars on the road had to make way for this group of expensive-looking cars.
“Mayberry City and its Mayberry University… These were the two forsaken places where I had to endure all those insults and humiliation… Heh, I’m finally back,” said the lady as she reminisced while clenching her fists.
She clenched so hard that her long nails almost dug into her skin.
“Miss, your sister is going to be studying at that university, isn’t she? Heh, if that’s the case, she’s going to be your junior!” said the chauffeur. “I’ve also heard that the seniors are going to organize a debate competition. Will you be participating in that?”
“Just shut up!” scolded the lady as she closed her eyes again.
The only sound left after that, was the revving of the car’s engine and it wasn’t long before they arrived at Mayberry.
Moving back to Gerald, he woke up fairly early the next morning. Since he was done with most of the projects at hand, he decided that it was high time for him to return to university.
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