Chapter 1

I bought coffee and headed back to the parking lot.

From a distance, I spotted a couple holding up their phones, making out against my newly purchased Rolls-Royce.

They were disheveled, practically about to have sex on the hood.

The woman winked at the camera and blew a kiss. "My husband spoils me so much! I absolutely love this custom Rolls-Royce. Thank you for the gift, Mark!"

The man beside her ran his fingers through his greasy hair and gave her an exaggerated kiss, raising his eyebrows at the camera. "As long as Lisa's happy, this is pocket change."

I stood a few steps away, completely bewildered.

Wasn't this my car?

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Seeing me standing not far from the Rolls-Royce, Lisa rolled her eyes with utter disdain and waved me away dismissively.

"What are you staring at? Where did this homeless person come from? Get away from my car before you damage it!"

Her perfume was cheap and pungent, making me wrinkle my nose involuntarily.

Mark smoothed his greasy hair and chimed in.

"Exactly! This is a custom Rolls-Royce. If you scratch it even a little, you couldn't afford to pay for it even if we sold you."

He raised his selfie stick, pointing the camera at me with a contemptuous smirk on his lips.

"Look at this, everyone. Society these days has all kinds of weirdos. She sees a luxury car and can't move her feet!"

Lisa leaned toward the screen, chatting sweetly with her livestream fans.

"She probably wants to take a photo to post on social media and pretend she's rich. So disgusting!"

Watching this absurd couple, I felt utterly ridiculous.

I pointed at the Rolls-Royce behind them, trying to keep my voice calm. "You're saying this car is yours?"

"Duh! If it's not ours, is it yours?"

Lisa looked at me with contempt. "This is a gift my husband just gave me. It cost several hundred thousand dollars!"

"A broke woman like you wearing thrift store clothes can't even afford a tire. Get lost!"

Mark also sneered. "Lisa, don't bother with these lower-class people. It's beneath us."

He turned to the camera, putting on an affectionate expression.

"If you all hit that follow button, we'll randomly select a fan to come experience our new car!"

I watched their pathetic performance coldly, having no patience to continue this circus.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the key fob with the double-R logo.

I pressed it lightly.

"Beep beep."

The Rolls-Royce, which had been sitting quietly, suddenly flashed its lights twice and made a clear unlocking sound.

The air fell silent in that moment.

Lisa's smile froze instantly.

Mark's hand holding the selfie stick trembled violently, nearly dropping his phone.

The livestream comments paused briefly, then began scrolling frantically.

"Holy shit? The car responded?"

"That woman pressed the key and the car unlocked!"

"What's going on? Didn't they say the car was a gift from the host's husband?"

"They're getting exposed! So they were just using someone else's car to show off!"

Seeing the comments turn against them, Lisa's face turned pale and flushed alternately as she looked at Mark in panic.

"Mark, what... what's happening?"

Mark's forehead broke out in cold sweat, but his eyes darted around before he suddenly pointed at me and shouted.

"You've got some nerve! How dare you steal the key to my brand new Rolls-Royce!"

His shout was extremely loud, instantly attracting the attention of passersby.

Lisa was stunned for a second, then immediately caught on and started screaming.

"Catch the thief! Someone stole our car key!"

"Everyone, this woman is a professional thief! She stole our new car key!"

I was amused by their shameless attempt to turn the tables.

"Are you out of your minds? I bought this car in full. When did it become yours?"

Mark shouted harshly, "You shameless woman! You lie without even thinking it through!"

He then rushed forward, trying to snatch the key from my hand.

I quickly stepped back, avoiding his grabby hands.

He glared at me viciously, spitting as he threatened.

"You dare dodge? Hand over the key now, or you'll regret it!"

The commotion was too loud and soon attracted mall security.

A fat, middle-aged security captain pushed through the crowd, holding a walkie-talkie.

"What's going on? What's all this noise about?"

When Lisa saw security, she immediately put on a pitiful expression, tears appearing instantly.

"Security officer, you have to help us!"

"This car is a gift my husband just gave me. We were filming a video."

"This woman took advantage of us not paying attention, stole the car key, and tried to drive it away!"

The security captain looked at the brand new Rolls-Royce, then at the couple covered in designer logos.

Finally, his gaze fell on me.

I had just returned from my annual vacation today, wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. I certainly didn't look like a wealthy person.

The security captain's eyes immediately became contemptuous.

"Miss, you're young. Why would you steal instead of doing something productive?"

"Just return the key to them. Don't make me use force."

I frowned, suppressing my anger.

"Security, can you figure out the situation before speaking?"

"This car is mine, and so is the key. They're the frauds using someone else's car to show off."

The security captain scoffed, his face full of disbelief.

"Your car? You drive a Rolls-Royce worth hundreds of thousands and dress like a delivery person? Who are you trying to fool?"

Seeing security on their side, Mark became even more arrogant.

"Security, why waste words with this thief? Just restrain her!"

"Everyone, today we're going to catch a thief live and give you all a law lesson!"

He shoved the camera in my face, practically sticking it to my nose.

I pushed his phone away, my eyes turning completely cold.

"Fine. Since you insist on falsely accusing me, let's take this all the way!"

I took out my phone and directly dialed 91