The Spoiled Son of the HOA President Kept Tearing Up My Lawn — Therefore I Quietly Followed the Rules, Rebuilt the Ground, and Let His Lamborghini Fall Into Its Own Consequences
“PART 2: He didn’t look up right away, as if acknowledging me too quickly might suggest equality and when he finally did, his sunglasses hid his eyes but not the practiced patience of a man who had spent decades dismissing people without technically raising his voice. “Elliot,” he replied, sighing gently, “Julian drives a high-performance…