On the First Day of School, My Rolls-Royce was SmashedChapter 1
To celebrate my admission to college, my dad gave me a custom Rolls-Royce.
But on the first day of school, my car got smashed.
But the netizens cheered for the person who smashed my car.
"Having a Rolls-Royce at such a young age? God knows how she got this car?"
"All the home-wreckers should go to hell. Thank you, girl! You're doing the right thing!"
The students were also on the side of the person who smashed my car.
"Get out of our school, home-wrecker!"
Looking at those students, who were like clowns in my eyes, I calmly took out my phone and called the police.
After that, I said to them, "This car costs 1.5 million dollars. You will help her compensate me?"
Today was the first day of my college.
As soon as I finished the admission procedures and walked out of the campus, I saw a group of people surrounding my car.
"Smash! Smash! Smash!"
Hearing what they were shouting about, I was stunned and quickly ran in that direction.
Then, I saw that a girl with a ponytail was holding a selfie stick in her hand. It seemed that she was doing a live stream.
"Look, guys. This is that home-wrecker's car!" that girl said.
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised the baseball bat in her other hand and smashed it heavily on the windshield of my car.
The windshield was not broken, but many cracks appeared on it.
Then, she turned and looked at her phone.
"Guys, do you think the home-wrecker should go to hell?"
After saying that, she waved her baseball bat again. The next second, the right front headlight of my car was broken.
Cheers broke out all around her. Looking at my pink Rolls-Royce, I felt very upset because this was the first day that I had driven it out.
After the SAT this summer, my dad asked me to get a driver's license.
Originally, I didn't want to go because of the hot weather, but my dad said that did well in the SAT.
And if I got a driver's license, he would give me a car as a reward.
So, I agreed happily. After all, I wouldn't say no to a free gift.
On the day I got my driver's license, my dad asked the housekeeper to send me a car.
It was this custom pink Rolls-Royce.
I liked the color of it as well as its starlight headliner very much.
But my pink Rolls-Royce was smashed on the first day of school.
In an instant, I was boiling with rage and shouted at them, "Stop!"