Finn Hawthorne scoffed, saying nonchalantly, "I sold all my cars. Making games is a real cash burn."
He never used to have much of a concept of money.
He'd never been short on cash since the day he was born.
So he never felt the need to work hard at anything.
It wasn't until Faye Vaughn asked him what he wanted to do with his future that he suddenly started to wonder. 'Am I just going to eat, drink, and fool around for the rest of my life?'
'Can't I be a successful man with a career, like my older brothers?'
It sparked his competitive spirit.
'There's no way I can't do this!'
"A car like this... are you used to driving it?"
Faye Vaughn slid into the passenger seat and noticed a piece of leather was torn on the steering wheel.
"It's just to get around. What's there not to get used to?"
Finn Hawthorne said, unconcerned.
