"A load of bullshit?" Harry asked incredulously. "You clearly don't know the real value of this automobile."
Uncle Jack walked forward and knocked on the automobile, as if testing its durability. "Hmph…this thing is clearly not practical. It's made out of metal, so it'll move way too slow."
Princess Elizabeth scoffed. "You don't even know what you're talking about!"
"I don't have to," Uncle Jack snidely remarked. "I already know that whatever they're saying that this automobile can do, is nothing but a big fat lie."
"And what makes you say that?" Bart asked defensively, unable to hold on his anger any longer.
"It's because you are Vanderbilts, that's why! Everyone knows that your family is on the brink of collapse. Your businesses failed.
