Chapter 22: A $3.3M Spending Nobody
Jayden wasn't buying these cars to drive them right now. Nah. This was about staking his claim, leaving fingerprints on the glass just to say "mine" before anyone else could breathe near them.
He lounged in the green Spyder like a bored god with nothing better to do than drop a few million for fun. But truth was, reality had its annoying little rules. And right now, the biggest cockblock wasn't money—it was his age.
He was still seventeen. Technically. Legally. Unfortunately.
And as far as the system was concerned? That meant no keys, no signature, no joyride into the sunset. Not without a legal guardian.
Did he have one?
Yeah. Technically.
Did he bring them?
Pfft—hell no. That'd be like showing up to prom with your mom.
Could he have bent the rules? For sure.
He could've used shell companies. Could've had one legal proxies show up, smile pretty, and sign everything like the adult-in-the-room act he absolutely didn't need. He could've spun a story so airtight even the IRS would applaud.
But Jayden just didn't feel like dancing today.