Newt was memorizing it and comparing it to the models in his cousins bedroom. "Cool, is this a (insert here)? I think my brother has a slimmed-down model of one of these."

"Yeah. Now get in." She pushed him in, shutting the door behind him

He relaxed. And buckled up. This wasnt too bad. Not as nice as the family's limo but stl.

She drove them somewhere. They pulled up to a very nice house. Not quite a mansion, though.

Newt, whose eyes had not been covered, had been watching carefully to see where they went. As they pulled up, he analyzed the house. Or what he could see of it. "Not bad. I suppose."

A few people had been milling about but quickly got to work once they saw the car

Newt privately thought that her workers were quite slacking. The majority of his family's workers did their jobs much more efficiently. Then again, they weren't bought like slaves.


Poor Ash just gave away a high-class kid for nothing. If only the woman and Ash stopped to think about the fact that they were dealing with the grandson of a high-class man they might've gone for something better....and be more aware of what they were doing. Plus Newt stuck out like a sore thumb.

True. But neither of them bothered to think of that.

Newt just watched as the car pulled up.

Soon it was parked in a garage the size of a large swimming pool, which the house also had