September 17th, 2028.
"What the heck…" one of the people walking by the sidewalk of the BGC exclaimed softly and immediately pulled out his phone as he just saw one of the supercars roaming. It was the Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, gleaming under the city lights as it cruised down the street.
Inside the car, Michael was at the wheel, a satisfied smile on his face. Bridget sat beside him and took notes of the reaction of the people outside.
"They are liking it," Bridget observed.
"It's not every day they get to see a supercar like this," Michael replied, his tone filled with pride.
They continued their drive, turning heads and drawing admiration wherever they went. Soon, they approached the Golden Topper.
Michael pulled up to the main entrance, where a valet immediately approached, recognizing him.
"Good morning, Mr. Reyes," the valet greeted with a respectful nod, clearly impressed by the car.