Chapter 56 Bliss
"This may be the path I want to take." Yorks expression remained unchanged. He opened the door of the Bugatti Sentodic and prepared to get in.

But the noise in his ears attracted his attention, and a figure appeared at the intersection leading to the main building in front.

The white-haired old man with a kind smile was his grandfather Michael Sheffield.

"Old man, why did you come down?" York stopped and asked in surprise.

Michael glanced at the car next to Yorks and raised his eyebrows: "Date?"

"Yeah." Yorks nodded. There was nothing to hide about this kind of thing. Even though this old man was already old, he was still extremely open-minded. He was the most free and easy person he had ever met, and he was an old man who understood the so-called trends of the world.

"Why don't you drive my car?" Michael pointed to the other side.

York looked in the direction he pointed, and a car that looked old but very handsome came into view.

Ford Mustang Boss 429 engine, 500 hp, produced in 1969.

Although it was very handsome, York refused: "It's very handsome, but unfortunately I have to go on a date and this car doesn't quite meet my requirements."

Michael said with a smile, "I'm so envious."

"I think you can try it too." York shrugged and sat in.

"I'm serious, old man."

"I'm old now, and I don't have that passion anymore." Michael looked at his beloved car, shook his head and smiled nostalgically, then looked at his eldest grandson who was already sitting in the car.

"Don't you think you'd dare to go straight into a gunfight with a serial killer?"

York was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew why the old man came down. He smiled and did not ask the old man how he knew this. He looked at the old man standing on the road and said gently:
"Old man, you know I have always been a coward, so I usually only go out when I am sure I can protect myself."

Michael was silent for a moment, and finally could only smile kindly and said, "Okay, remember to come back the day after tomorrow."

"I remember that I have never missed a family dinner?" Yorks responded, started the Bugatti Sentodic, drove out under the old man's gaze, and left a word.

"I'll buy some handmade croissants from Gustav's when the time comes."

Michael stood still for a long time with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction where the taillights of the car were quickly disappearing. He shook his head and turned to leave.

"boom!"

With the roar of the engine, Yorks drove out of Sheffield Manor in one breath and drove into the traffic on the street. He slowed down and let out a breath. He also wanted to be a salted fish like in his previous life, but since he was living a second life, he wanted to live a different life.

"Starting to pursue spiritual needs?" York laughed at himself, ignoring the glances from passers-by on the street, slowly followed the car in front of him, raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.

It was already half past six, and there were still about ten minutes left before the time agreed with Tifa.

York raised his eyes and glanced out the front window. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the sycamore trees on both sides of the street, casting mottled light and shadows.

The shops on both sides of the street began to light up, and the goods in the windows looked particularly tempting under the lights.

The neon-lit city is coming.

After taking a glance at the slow-moving car in front, York chose to change lanes directly, turning into the next lane and turning into the right lane.

The car sped along with the engine roaring. Although he had it under control, the engine noise itself was so loud that passers-by on the street subconsciously looked at him.

In their eyes, a pitch-black supercar was speeding forward quickly. In just a moment, the red headlights like a red line disappeared along with the car body from their sight, leaving behind a memory that could be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

Even the patrolmen who got out of the police cars and were standing guard on the street cast their eyes over, then laughed at themselves and let go of this guy who seemed to be speeding, because they knew that no matter what they did, the rich man in the car would be bailed out immediately when he entered the police station.

They will be drowned out by the words of the other side's lawyers, so it is better to turn a blind eye.

"You shouldn't be late?"

York drove to a quiet neighborhood, stopped on the street in front of a high-end apartment building, and glanced at the watch on his left hand.

He arrived at his destination in just ten minutes. Yorks tidied up his clothes and then picked up his phone to call Tifa.

"Hey."

"My princess, the knight has arrived, come down."

"."

Not long after, Yorks saw a different Tifa, who was very charming in appearance, with a high nose bridge and smooth lines, which added a sense of three-dimensionality to her face.

The most eye-catching thing is her flaming red lips, which are as bright and juicy as freshly picked rose petals, exuding an alluring fragrance.

The tight long skirt fits her skin, outlining her graceful figure, and a pair of high heels makes her even taller and more charming.

Tifa with her fiery red lips was like a carefully painted oil painting that made him unable to look away. After all, every time he saw Tifa, it was when she was working, and every time she was wearing the familiar long-sleeved white coat and ordinary casual clothes.

Similarly, when Tifa saw the car with a somewhat exaggerated appearance parked on the street in front of her, she was not sure whether the person inside was York.

York rolled down the passenger window and smiled at Tifa.

"boarding."

Tifa raised her eyebrows, opened the car door and got in.

"your car?"

York stared at Tifa without moving his eyes, and said aggressively: "I borrowed it."

"Well, I just think this car doesn't suit your temperament." Tifa didn't avoid York's gaze. She put her handbag on her knees and smiled, showing her feminine charm.

"But it seems you are richer than I thought."

"Honestly, I'm poorer than you think." York started pushing the lever and stepping on the accelerator to drive towards the French restaurant they had booked.

"But, Tifa, you look really beautiful today."

Tifa's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes lit up slightly.

A woman should look good to those who please her.
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After meal.

Track sports car ends.

Yorks, with a smile on his face, holding a bouquet of roses and Tifa, who was still excited, entered the Bay Hotel and went into the luxury suite that had been booked long ago.

What's different from the past is that Tifa is more passionate than ever.

A violent impact.

Unable to suppress the groan of pain.

Let Yorks truly enjoy the true ultimate joy.

"call!"

Yorks walked out of the aftertaste, looked at Tifa who was lying next to him with a confused look on her face, pulled her over and held her in his arms to enjoy the aftertaste together, and said softly.

"What do you want to tell me?"

After she finished speaking, Tifa rested her head on York's shoulder and blinked back to her senses.

"My sister's coming of age ceremony is coming up soon, and I want to take you back with me."

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