Iron Man's Little Sister!

Sharon was about to quicken her pace when she saw Happy, who had been sent by Pepper to pick her up, when a bright orange Porsche convertible suddenly braked sharply right next to her.

"Squeak!!!"

A handsome young man in the driver's seat turned around and shouted to Sharon Rogers, thinking himself dashing.

"Hey Sharon, is your car broken down? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

The beautiful and charming Sharon Rogers had no shortage of suitors at school, and the boy in front of her was clearly one of them.

"No need, someone is coming to pick me up."

Girls naturally mature earlier than boys, and Sharon Rogers was even more mature than most of her peers. She had no interest in playing any emotional games with these immature boys, so after giving a casual reply, she decided to continue walking towards the front door.

But before she could take a step, another girl's shout came from behind.

"Sharon! You really ran away! You're disloyal! You traitor!"

"We agreed to have a party at Shirley's house tonight, but you sneaked off on your own!"

Sharon Rogers stopped in her tracks upon hearing this and turned around to look at her friend Amy and several other girls who were rushing aggressively toward the parking lot. Amy, who had sharp eyes, spotted Sharon ahead and immediately shouted at the top of her lungs.

They had planned to have a party at Shirley's house tonight before their vacation started. Sharon wasn't really interested to begin with, but after receiving Pepper's call, she was even more eager to go home and see Tony and his mysterious guests.

Sharon knew that given her girlfriends' personalities, if she directly said she wanted to go home and wasn't going to the party, they would definitely pester her relentlessly and wouldn't let her go.

Amy and her friends usually dawdle for ages after school, so Sharon just took the opportunity to leave first. If necessary, she could just call them later and say she had something come up and couldn't make it. They might complain a bit, but they couldn't really stop her from leaving.

However, she was delayed by that show-off and was discovered to have "run away," and Amy and the others who had come out to chase after her were found out.

Now that she had been caught, Sharon Rogers could no longer run away. She could only stand there helplessly and wait for them to come over, while glaring fiercely at the culprit who had caused her "escape" to fail.

The boy touched his nose sheepishly, but didn't rush to leave. Instead, he watched with great interest. They had just said they were going to have a party, and if Sharon was going too, should he shamelessly ask to join in?

Soon, Amy and her group walked over aggressively with unfriendly expressions.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Amy crossed her arms and angrily questioned Sharon. Her chubby face looked even rounder, which didn't create the imposing aura she wanted at all, but instead made her look very cute.

Sharon couldn't help but reach out and pinch Amy's chubby little face, speaking softly as if coaxing a little sister.

"I really had something to do this time, and my family sent a car to pick me up. I'll hang out with you guys again next time, okay?"

Amy angrily turned her head and shook off Sharon's hand, rubbing her face as she questioned her.

"You dare lie! You always drive yourself; I've never seen any of your family members pick you up. Fine! Tell me, which car was it? If someone really came to pick you up, I'll let you go!"

Sharon always drives herself and has never had anyone drive her, so it's no wonder Amy doesn't believe her.

Just then, a few other girls from the same class who didn't get along with them overheard their conversation. One of them, dressed very elegantly and with her head held high like a proud swan, suddenly sneered and said something.

"Hehe! I think our Cinderella is afraid of embarrassing herself if she goes to Shirley's villa!"

"I'm also curious, what kind of carriage will our Cinderella come to pick up? A pumpkin carriage? Or will it be a Beetle? Hahahaha!"

The girl was clearly the leader among the group of girls, and the other girls, dressed just as flamboyantly as she was, burst into laughter after she finished speaking.

Unlike in China, the Beetle is a compact family car in the United States, equivalent to the QQ in China. It costs only around $20,000 and is generally driven by ordinary families. Few children of the wealthy and powerful would be willing to drive such a low-end car.

So Sharon Rogers, who drives Beetle and is never seen being picked up by luxury cars, and has a straightforward personality and doesn't care much about dressing up, became a "Cinderella" in the eyes of some people.

Sharon Rogers, in particular, was naturally beautiful and very pretty. She didn't care much about dressing up, and she was clean and refreshing. She was also very good at studying, which made many boys fascinated by her. Even girls like Amy were attracted by her straightforward, cheerful, and mature personality and gathered around her.

Although she was considered by most people to come from an ordinary family, she was very popular at school, which made many proud "princesses" who dressed up carefully every day but were easily outshone by her extremely jealous. Now that they finally had a chance, they naturally did not hold back in mocking her.

Sharon Rogers was too lazy to pay attention to these childish little girls, not even bothering to glance at them, completely ignoring these arrogant peacocks. But Amy and her friends, who were also little girls, couldn't stand it and immediately rolled up their sleeves, ready to argue with them.

"Jessica! You..."

Seeing this, Sharon Rogers quickly waved to stop Amy and the others.

"Alright, enough talk to them! Look over there, that car is here to pick me up!"

Sharon Rogers pointed to the black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked at the entrance. Happy, who was waiting beside the car, waved to Sharon and called out.

"Miss!"

Amy was somewhat surprised by what she saw. She had thought Sharon was lying to them, just to avoid making excuses. She hadn't expected that someone would actually come to pick her up, and in Rolls-Royce Phantom at that, and call her "Miss." This was completely different from what they had guessed.

Turning back, Amy stared wide-eyed at Sharon Rogers.

"Sharon Rogers! You've been hiding it well! If we hadn't caught you today, how long were you planning to keep lying to us?"

Everyone else stared in surprise at the luxurious Rolls-Royce and the burly driver beside it, then turned to look at Sharon Rogers, who was dressed simply and neatly. If the driver hadn't called Sharon "Miss," they would never have guessed that Sharon Rogers, who usually drove Beetle in a low-key manner, was actually a wealthy young lady from an extraordinary background.

When confronted by her friend, Sharon Rogers calmly shrugged.

"I didn't lie to you."

"Still not admitting it!"

Amy puffed out her round little face and said angrily.

"Then why are you driving a Beetle?"

Upon hearing this, Sharon turned her head to look at the pink Beetle that stood out among the luxury cars and said affectionately.

"Because I like it. Sports cars are too tacky. Don't you guys think my little Beetle is cute?"

Upon hearing this, Amy couldn't help but look at Sharon's Beetle. Attracted by its pink color and cute appearance, little hearts popped into her eyes, and she nodded her little head involuntarily.

"Yes, she is very cute..."

Seeing this, Shirley rolled her eyes and pinched Sharon Rogers, put her hands on her hips, and shouted at her.

"Even so, why have you never talked about your family situation?"

"You've never asked that before."

Sharon's words left the others speechless. Indeed, it was no wonder that Sharon Rogers was in such a difficult situation. They assumed that Sharon's family was not well-off, and to protect her pride, they never asked about her family's circumstances.

"Then... why has a car never come to pick you up before?"

Amy's eyes darted around as she thought for a long time before she finally came up with another question.

"I can drive myself, why would I need someone to pick me up? My family sent someone over in advance this time, otherwise I would have driven back by myself anyway."

"That..."

Amy was completely fine this time. After thinking for a long time, she finally dejectedly lowered her arm from her waist.

"Okay, you're right."

Seeing this, Sharon Rogers couldn't help but pat Amy's head and say affectionately.

"Alright, I didn't mean to hide it from you. There's nothing to say anyway. We hang out together, and it has nothing to do with family background."

Upon hearing this, Amy nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

Just then, Jessica, who was standing to the side, suddenly stared wide-eyed at the license plate of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"What's your relationship with Tony Stark?!"

Jessica turned her head sharply, looked at Sharon Rogers with a complicated expression, and asked excitedly.

Amy and the others were taken aback when they heard this.

"Tony Stark?"

Are you talking about Iron Man?

The group asked, puzzled.

"That's right! It's Iron Man, Tony Stark!"

Jessica pointed to the black Rolls-Royce Phantom as she spoke.

"Look at that car's license plate, STARK5! That's Tony Stark's car!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look and discovered that the Rolls-Royce's license plate was indeed "STARK5".

Jessica is a huge fan of "Iron Man" and pays close attention to news about Tony Stark. She once saw an article in a magazine about the many luxury cars owned by Tony Stark, which highlighted several of his frequently driven vehicles. One of their most distinctive features was that all of their license plates began with Tony Stark's last name, "STARK." "STARK5" was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom!

This caused an uproar among everyone present. Iron Man's vehicle—what did that represent?!

Amy, Shirley, and the others rushed to Sharon Rogers and grabbed her arms.

"Sharon! Tell me the truth! What's your relationship with Tony Stark?!"

"Sharon, Tony Stark isn't your dad, is he?! Oh my god! My classmate is Iron Man's daughter! Oh my god! Oh my god!!"

Sharon Rogers never expected that a car and a license plate would expose her relationship with Tony Stark. However, she never intended to hide it. She hadn't brought it up before simply because she didn't want to flaunt it. Now that it had been discovered, she saw no need to deceive them.

Sharon Rogers waved her hand to stop the girls from asking questions and making wild guesses, and spoke slowly.

"Okay! That is indeed Tony Stark's car, and I live with him too."

Just as the group of Iron Man enthusiasts below were about to ask questions, Sharon Rogers waved her hand to interrupt them again.

"But we're not father and daughter, Tony Stark is mine..."

At this point, Sharon Rogers paused, her mind drifting back to the moments she shared with Tony Stark during her childhood.

She loved riding horses, so he let her ride on his shoulders all over the house. She giggled happily, while he ran until he was covered in sweat. She was afraid of the dark and didn't dare to sleep alone at night, so he sat by her bedside and told her stories until she fell asleep before going to sleep himself. He was developing new weapons in the lab, and she was playing by herself nearby. She accidentally fell and cried out. He immediately put down the missile he was working on and picked her up to check if she was alright. In the end, the missile exploded and blew up half of the lab.

She painted abstract pictures on his beloved old car. He couldn't bear to scold her, and praised her painting skills with tears in his eyes. Later, she painted little figures on all the cars, and then he really cried.

Recalling the past, Sharon Rogers couldn't help but smile warmly as she looked at the people in front of her and said softly.

"He's my brother!"

Upon hearing Sharon Rogers' answer, the group of girls around her finally couldn't hold back any longer and began clamoring to see their idol, "Iron Man." Even the cool-looking guy in the sports car next to them couldn't resist and got out to join the girls' group.

"Sharon! We're best friends, no matter what, you have to introduce me to my idol!"

Amy grabbed Sharon's hand and shouted excitedly.

"Me too! Me too!"

Shirley and the others also shouted.

Sharon rolled her eyes helplessly as she looked at Tony's fervent fans. What was so great about Tony besides being cool? These ignorant girls and boys... Sharon glanced at the excited boy in the crowd and added.

"Alright, I'll go back and ask him. If he's unwilling, there's nothing I can do."

After all, they are my classmates and friends, so I'll ask them for them. I just don't know if that selfish and arrogant Tony would be willing to pay attention to his little fans.

"You're his sister! He'll definitely say yes!"

Shirley said confidently, her longing expression suggesting she had already met her idol.

Amy, however, was not so optimistic. She also had an older brother, and he wasn't always willing to grant her every wish.

"Sharon! If he doesn't agree, just tell your daddy. He'll definitely side with you!"

"That's exactly what I did, and I always won!"