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Chapter 348 - The Bridge

Mom's Mercedes purred like a satisfied cat as I pulled away from the Rivera estate, Holmby Hills' mansions shrinking to dollhouse size in the rearview.

The second I hit Sunset Boulevard, my phone went absolutely fucking nuclear—Mom's face lighting up the screen with that specific brand of maternal panic that could guilt-trip a serial killer into apologizing.

"PETER! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Her voice could've cracked glass. "Charlotte's been looking for you! Tommy's here about some auction! I've made lunch for you three times and your phone's been off!"

"Mom, I'm fine. Business meeting ran long."

"Business meeting? Peter, what business now? You're still sixteen!"

"The kind that pays for Mercedes SUVs," I said, immediately regretting it.

Silence. Then: "Peter Carter, you come home right now."

She hung up first. Shit.

My phone carpet-bombed with texts:

Charlotte:Where are you??? Tommy's freaking about the API

Tommy:DUDE. AUCTION. TWO HOURS. WTF.

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