Chapter 41: Chapter 41 (edited)
Metropolis is very close to Gotham City. In fact, crossing a bridge in Metropolis and then a short stretch of highway will bring you to Gotham City.
Between the two cities lies a large lake or an inland sea, forming a natural divide.
At the moment, Kara was driving a sedan, crossing that very bridge on her way to Gotham City.
After all, she had been tricked by Perry White into interviewing Bruce Wayne.
"That sneaky editor," Kara muttered under her breath, clenching the steering wheel.
Perry had bribed her with an irresistible offer: one month of paid vacation. The catch? Kara had to prepare four columns in advance to secure the deal.
The prospect of a vacation was too tempting to pass up. Kara imagined spending time with her family, finally relaxing, and helping Clark prepare for college.
Luckily for her, the work was already done. She had completed all the manuscripts, much to Perry's dismay.
Now, she was en route to Gotham City, a task she still considered an inconvenience.
The distance between the two cities wasn't far, but getting to Wayne Manor was another matter. Kara called Bruce from the bridge to confirm his location. He had just returned home and was currently at Wayne Manor, sleeping in.
Wayne Manor was situated outside Gotham City proper, a sprawling estate that required her to traverse half the city.
"Such a hassle," Kara muttered, annoyed but resigned. She briefly wished her car could fly.
Obeying traffic laws, she finally reached the gates of Wayne Manor by noon.
Wayne Manor was massive, with thousands of square meters of lawns and gardens surrounding a castle-like structure. Its grandiose design resembled something out of medieval Europe, a reflection of the Wayne family's long-standing wealth and influence.
Parking her car near the front steps, Kara was greeted by an elderly but dignified man.
"Good afternoon, Miss Kara," the gentleman said with a slight bow. "I am Alfred Pennyworth, the butler of this manor. Please feel free to call me Alfred."
Kara glanced at the man as she got out of the car. "Or can I call you Alfie?"
Alfred smiled politely, though there was a trace of a wry expression. Kara and Bruce were around the same age, and Alfred's years of loyalty to the Wayne family made him feel protective of Bruce.
Kara shrugged. "The name Alfred is a bit too formal. Alfie feels more fitting. What do you think?"
Without addressing the nickname further, Alfred gestured for Kara to follow. "Master Wayne is waiting for you in the living room. Please, this way."
Kara nodded and followed Alfred into the mansion, walking up a grand staircase and down a long corridor.
The interior was just as extravagant as the exterior, filled with artifacts and decorations that oozed history and wealth. But Kara didn't bother with any of it.
When they reached the living room, she found Bruce lounging on a couch by the window. Despite it being noon, he was still in pajamas, a glass of wine lazily held in one hand.
Kara raised an eyebrow and turned to Alfred. "Is this what you allow him to get away with?"
Alfred gave a small shrug. "While I don't approve of Master Wayne's current state, he is, after all, the young master. My advice can only go so far."
Bruce smirked. "Alfred, you're talking too much."
The duo's playful banter made Kara chuckle as she set her shoulder bag down on a nearby chair.
She pulled out her camera, immediately snapping a photo of Bruce without warning.
Caught off guard, Bruce raised his arm to shield his face. "Hold on! You're not planning to use that photo for the cover, are you?"
Alfred, about to leave to prepare tea, paused. "Miss Kara, regardless, Master Wayne is still the heir to the Wayne family and Wayne Enterprises. Some decorum might be wise."
Kara waved her camera mischievously. "Then maybe he should go change into something presentable."
Bruce groaned but complied. He knew Kara wasn't going to let it go.
After a shower and a change of clothes, Bruce returned, looking every bit the polished heir of Wayne Enterprises. The contrast was striking, his formal attire transforming him into a sharp, confident figure.
Alfred returned with a pot of tea, setting it down before quietly excusing himself to give the pair some privacy.
Now seated across from Bruce, Kara smiled slyly. "See? Much better. Shall we begin?"
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