The Teenager Son

After Lyndon's father passed away, Rodora dedicated herself in charities for those who suffered Alzheimer's and Misha's parents led their life quietly and leisurely on the island, as they were left on country A.

Misha had been starting his modeling and talent agency since Gabrielle and Ezekiel turned 6. It was also the time that the children went to school and found their own habits and hobbies.

From young, Ezekiel liked cars. He had a massive collection of toy and model cars in his room. Since he was fond of cars, Lyndon introduced him to race cars and he found it quite amusing and fun. Since then, he dedicated his spare time to learn how to drive and race under the guidance of his parents.

He won in minor racing competitions until he turned to senior high school. His academics were also great thus Misha did not urged him to stop as she finds it beneficial to Ezekiel's growth. He learned to be independent on such a young age and developed his decisiveness.

Misha on the other hand got busier as the agency she founded got a lot of young and promising talents to nurture and she wanted to oversee their growth as they rise to stardom.

Ezekiel continued to race but some of his races were off-track.

He found the ultimate fun in street racing which also made his young blood boil even more.

He then found some of his street friends and raced for fun in the mountains and that's where he proved that he could be the best in professional and street racing which added to his ego.

He kept racing without his parents knowledge and Gabrielle became his front.

"Sis... Come on, help me this time. I'll invest in your pet store. How about that? Just this time, cover for me." Ezekiel persuaded his sister that night. In case that their mother came home and asked where he was.

"Okay. But you have to invest 5 million for the pet shop." Gabrielle promised her brother.

"What? I don't have that much!" Ezekiel said. Though, 5 million is just a small rock on his annual income, his flesh still hurts to invest such sum into a small pet store.

"Hmph! Then, forget it! I won't find some excuse for you! Don't blame me in the end!" Gabrielle threatened. The store needs urgent funding because some of the pet were expensive and the care they needed were quite special and she needed some renovations for her store.

"Fine... fine... I'll give you. Just make sure that Mom won't find out. I'll return before midnight."

Gabrielle narrated their conversation to their own mother.

"That brat!" Misha exclaimed angrily. "Come with me. We'll go see that brother of yours. I'll make him regret for tricking and lying to me!"

Misha dragged Gabrielle to the garage and chose the best sports car among her collection. She stuffed her daughter to the passenger seat, buckled up and drove off speedily.

Gabrielle never saw her mother that angry. She wanted to calm her down but then she swallowed her words when she noticed the eerie aura from her mother.

'Brother should be done this time!' she thought.

In less than 10 minutes, they arrived at the mountain area near the place where they lived. She drove to the top with such speed.

The race is about to begin and many onlookers and teenagers came to watch the race. Some of them had walkie talkies with them as they updated the situation across and down the mountain.

They spotted the red sports car climbing up.

"There's a car coming. Over."

"What? That couldn't be? We already closed the mountain an hour ago..." someone on the line said in disbelief.

Ezekiel with Trisha on his tow, came over to the man.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone's coming over but the road had been closed an hour ago..." he said.

"Then let's wait for a while. Tell them to let the car pass through." he said as he walked back towards his own car.

The sound of the engine revving throughout the valley. Misha manuevered the steering wheel with much familiarity.

Gabrielle on the other hand secretly texted her father, stating that her own mother might do something outrageous.

Ezekiel on the other hand kept himself busy with Trisha, showering some flowery words.

"They say that girlfriends could become a lucky charm during the race. I feel like I'm gonna win today."

'Why didn't I realized that he's someone's had a narcissistic side?' Trisha thought silently. She just smiled sweetly to him.

"Say... If I win, will you reward me?" he asked with ambiguity.

Trisha wanted to roll her eyes to him but smiled instead.

"What kind of reward will you like?" she asked instead of answering his question. Men, really knows no bounds when being shameless.

Ezekiel pointed his cheeks. "Just a kiss will do." he said unabashedly.

"Sure..."

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