Eight years ago…
"Come on, uncle. The money you gave me isn't enough." Roxy whined to her uncle, a doctor, and owner of a hospital on the outskirts of Barcelona.
"One thousand euros per month is not enough? What kind of goods do you buy? You stay at my place, eat my wife's cooking, and all your needs are available here. Now tell me, my beloved niece, what do you want to buy this time?"
"A car! There's a new car from Bernz, and it's red! Oh, come on, if I had a car of my own, I wouldn't have to use yours."
"And with whose money do you want to buy it?" inquired her uncle while squinting his eyes.
"Te-hee… My father will pay it back. After all, you have more fortune to buy hundreds of cars. Please, please, pretty pleaseeeeeee!!" begged Roxy while blinking her eyes cutely to melt her overly discipline uncle.
Uncle Pierre offered a wide smile when he gave his stern answer, "Only in your dreams."
"Ouwieee. Uncle, you're so mean."
