NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 282 282: Isn't it just a normal car?

Previously on NTR: Mommy Will Help You!...

Over the past couple of months, Oliver intensified his training with Elle, honing his combat skills through intense sparring sessions that pushed him closer to matching her prowess, while also delving into the complexities of business management under Mia and Anna's guidance—lessons often disrupted by their playful seductions but essential for grasping leadership. His packed schedule left little room for outings or indulgence, with final high school exams conveniently held at the mansion courtesy of William's influence, allowing him to emerge unscathed and ready to learn on the job. That morning, a call from Brenda, frustrated by his unresponsiveness, pulled him from routine as she invited him to the school's graduation party, prompting Oliver to prepare and ponder his classmates' reactions to his subtle transformations.

In the high school Oliver attended, a massive crowd of students had assembled for the graduation celebration taking place within the auditorium.

The atmosphere buzzed with joy as classmates chatted and mingled excitedly.

They all sported their finest attire, with every student donning elegant dresses or sharp suits to appear more polished than on ordinary days.

The boys strived to act suave, discussing their upcoming ambitions with wide grins plastered across their faces.

The girls followed suit, slipping into alluring ensembles that revealed far more skin than typical and aiming to appear as enticing as they could.

Yet, with the event still some time away from starting, plenty of attendees roamed the campus, soaking up the sentimental vibes while reflecting on their school days.

Brenda stood out among them, clad in a form-hugging red gown that accentuated her slender legs beautifully. She appeared absolutely captivating in it.

The fabric clung to her bust, highlighting a subtle hint of cleavage that showcased her womanly curves effectively.

"Is Oliver really coming?" A voice from another girl pulled Brenda's gaze, revealing two well-known figures positioned closely together.

That girl donned an elegant white frock adorned with floral patterns. It suited her fair complexion perfectly, lending her a pure and gentle vibe.

Meanwhile, the boy in his formal suit seemed uneasy, as if he'd rather be anywhere else.

Brenda offered them a friendly wave and grin. "Sarah. Ron. You're looking great today."

Sarah responded warmly. "Thanks." Spotting Ron's fixed stare on Brenda, she promptly jabbed him in the side, making him yelp in discomfort.

"Oww!! W-what was that for?!" Ron grumbled, clutching his tender ribs.

Sarah gave him an exasperated eye-roll. "Why are you gawking at her? Haven't you seen enough already?"

Ron flushed crimson at her words and averted his eyes, mortified. "It's not that... She's just way hotter than normal today, so..."

Brenda flashed a satisfied smirk at the praise, then brushed it aside nonchalantly, as though it didn't faze her.

"Of course I am. It's a big day, after all. Can't let my appearance go to waste, right?" she shot back assuredly. "Anyway... Oliver said he'd arrive before noon, but I'm puzzled why he's not here yet..."

Ron opened his mouth to respond when a roaring noise echoed across the vicinity.

All those nearby whipped their heads toward the origin, spotting a crimson vehicle speeding down the adjacent road past their school, far quicker than prudent for everyday traffic.

Still, the car eased off the throttle slightly as it approached the entrance to the campus.

Onlookers gaped at the lavish ride gliding past, speculating if a wealthy guest had arrived for the occasion.

"That's a fucking Koenigsegg Gemera!!" Ron's eyes bulged as the scarlet supercar pulled into the school lot, and he rattled off its model without hesitation.

The arrival of such an opulent machine, owned by someone affluent enough to possess it, sparked widespread intrigue, prompting numerous students to whip out their smartphones to capture the unfolding scene.

Shortly thereafter, the lavish hypercar halted directly beside Brenda and her friends, pulling even greater focus toward it.

As the door swung open and a figure emerged from the passenger side, Sarah gasped sharply.

"Oh my god!! Oliver?! What is this?!" she burst out, gesturing wildly at the scarlet machine trailing him.

Oliver glanced at her pointed finger and offered a subtle smile. "What? Isn't it just a regular car?"

"Normal, my ass!! This is a Koenigsegg Gemera!" Ron bellowed, rushing over to inspect the vehicle, orbiting it repeatedly as if struggling to grasp its immense value.

Afterward, he fixed his gleaming gaze on Oliver. "I can't believe you roll up in something this insane. Hold on, how'd you score this ride? Are you some hidden tycoon finally stepping into the spotlight today?!"

Oliver let out a light laugh at Ron's speculation. "You're pretty sharp, huh? Guessing almost all of it right off the bat..."

"Eh... I did what?" Ron blinked repeatedly, then scratched his scalp in bewilderment.

Oliver skipped the reply, pivoting instead toward Brenda, who had observed the exchange quietly from nearby.

Shock registered on her face as well, unprepared for an event like this on such a day.

Yet, what truly seized her focus beyond the surprise was Oliver's strikingly handsome features.

He appeared somewhat more grown-up, more striking, and more captivating than in her memories, quickening her pulse as she fixed her eyes on him closely.

His mere appearance drew female attention wherever he ventured, and paired with a bold, assured presence, it would invite endless admirers flocking to him.

While these thoughts swirled in Brenda's mind, Oliver strode directly to her, encircling her waist with his arms and drawing her close in an embrace.

In that instant, a whiff of his cologne drifted into her senses.

An unfamiliar aroma, one she'd never encountered, flooded her as its crisp freshness overtook her awareness.

Not overpowering yet not faint, it struck the ideal balance, igniting an unintended warmth in her frame.

More than anything, though, that fragrance evoked a sense of familiarity and warmth... stirring buried feelings from the core of her being.

The sensation intensified with each breath of Oliver's scent that Brenda took, until she surrendered fully to it, pressing her face into his torso and inhaling deeply like an eager pup.

Her limbs encircled his form as her entire figure trembled, overwhelmed by the torrent of powerful sentiments surging through her.