[This has to be fake! How could they possibly have all these? They’re definitely fake!]
Even the host, caught off guard, had no idea how to react.
"Emma, why does your family have so many car keys?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
I recalled Dallas’s words and gave a nonchalant shrug. "He loves collecting models. That’s probably what they are."
[See? It’s just impossible for them to have real cars. No way they’d have a whole drawer full of keys!]
[Such bald-faced lies! But, you know, it’s kind of entertaining.]
[It’s not hope; it’s delusion.]
The conversation slowly fizzled out as Sandro pulled out an e-bike key.
"If it’s nearby, this will be more convenient," he said with a casual air.
"I’m heading out to get the cake."
A bold viewer tagged Elite Reverie Cakes’ official account.
[@Elite_Reverie_Cakes (Fort Worth HQ), come spill the tea. Did anyone from this family place an order today?]
Soon, the comment section was flooded with tags and sure enough, the Elite Reverie Cakes account responded.
[No, sorry. Our owner said we’re not accepting orders today due to unavoidable circumstances.]
The truth had been revealed and the audience erupted, enjoying the drama unfolding.