Karl looked down at his phone and frowned.
He didn't understand why his brother would suddenly call him.
Could he have found out…?
The possibility had barely crossed his mind when he shook his head, dismissing it almost immediately.
There was no way.
They couldn't have found anything so quickly.
The call was about to disconnect when he finally decided to answer it.
Pressing the phone to his ear, he spoke, "Jasper!"
"I heard that instead of taking your bike, you took the car out. Don't tell me you're planning to sell it off?" Jasper's voice came from the other end.
Karl paused for a second, then glanced back at his car. It wasn't parked far —he could still see it clearly.
"So what if I am?" he replied rebelliously. "It's my car. I bought it partially with my savings."
"Partially," Jasper emphasized the word before continuing, "Good that you remember you only paid half. The other half came from us. So don't forget that."
Karl pursed his lips.
