As they ate, one of the servants walked up to John and asked respectfully, "Mr. Levine, you were saying to throw away that set of formal wear last night?"He was probably uncertain since John's clothing was worth a fortune, and they would never afford to pay the compensation if they were to throw it away by mistake."Yeah." John nodded.The servant certainly had more to say, but considering that they did not know what it was like to be rich, he replied politely, "Yes, Mr. Levine."With that, he left.Cordy watched as he left before glancing at John."Actually, you could just send me back to North City," Cordy suddenly said, since she did not believe that he was happier with her around.Being sandwiched between two women would only make one infuriated.Nonetheless, John refused her immediately. "I'd be more at ease with you beside me.""And how long do you intend to keep me here?""We'll see." John refused to give a definitive answer.Cordy bit her lip but ultimately refraine
Bob was about to argue with Sam when Jay suddenly said, "I do. I believe Bob."Bob naturally knew that Sam wanted to goad him into bringing Zoe along to meet them.They had been dating for months, but he never brought her along to meet his best friends.There were times when Sam pressured him so much he would give in, but Zoe would say no whenever he asked.He knew Zoe did not feel safe after the trouble between her and the Levines, and no one was aware that they were dating, save for Zoe's best friends Cordy and Quinn. Moreover, Zoe was worried that the Levines would harass Bob if too many people knew, and she definitely did not want that, insisting that she knew Nancy Levine too well. It would take some time for Nancy's rage to ease, until she would not go out of her way to harass Zoe—only then could they be together without any issues.Naturally, Bob respected Zoe's decision, though it was more apt to say that Zoe mattered more to him than his friends.That was why he would
Cora appeared a little shy. "Hello."It had been months since she was brought to the Levine family, but she still could not get used to life in high society. She was always apprehensive about everything, which made her appear confident.Like right now—after greeting Bob, she said nothing else, leaving an awkwardness in the air."Oh, you." Yulia smartly tried to smooth things over. "Aren't you usually talkative? You're mute as soon as you see a pretty face, huh?"Bob was going to argue, but Nancy already spoke. "Sorry. I've been overprotective of Cora and haven't brought her out of the house much. I guess that made her a little shy.""Oh, just bring her along whenever. Bob's never busy, so he can hang out with her.""What do you mean, I'm never busy? I'm always busy, y'know," Bob argued."Busy with what? Drinking yourself silly?" Yulia snapped, denying him even dignity.Since there was no chance of Bob arguing in front of so many people, Nancy quickly said, "Well, Bobby, I'm cou
After dinner, Bob hurriedly left with Sam and Jay. He had always celebrated his birthday that way—he would accompany his parents and elders at home and eat with them in the morning, while it was his time after dinner. They were about to leave Davis Villa when Yulia suddenly stopped him. "Bob," Yulia said. "Bring Cora along." "How can I enjoy myself if I bring her along?" Bob became quite displeased. "You can have a great time just the same. She can join you." "But we're all men…" "So, I asked Cora to keep an eye on you," Yulia said overbearingly. "In short, I'll leave her in your care." "Why me?" Bob was infuriated. "Jay is the closest to her among the three of us. He's her uncle. You should leave her in Jay's care instead." Jay glanced at Bob—the latter was good at shirking his responsibility. "I don't care who's in charge. In short, you guys have to take care of her. Nancy and I want to play poker at home, so you've got to keep an eye on her. If anything happens,
Cora then saw that Jay had gotten out of the car.She followed him and sat in front of the food stall. Those who got into the upper class of the society would realize that everyone around them were very exceptional, with Jay being an example. He just sat in front of the food stall to wait for his apple pie, but many passers-by could not help but look at him. Even though he was not considered very outstanding in their circle, he was exceptional in the world of ordinary people. Each of them ordered an apple pie respectively. Jay took a bite, but he found it too sweet—he did not like desserts very much. "Is it nice?" Cora asked. "Hmm," he answered. He was still quite indifferent toward her, and she acted sensibly and did not say much. They lowered their heads to eat their apple pies quietly. "I'd like two apple pies, please. One to go, and one for here." Suddenly, he heard a familiar female voice. Jay's hand stiffened with the spoon in his hand before he then lowe
"Do you live around here?" Cora asked her. "Hmm." "This neighborhood seems pretty good," Cora said lightly. "So, you think I should stay in the slums, don't you?" Zoe sounded rather blunt. "I didn't mean that. I also feel quite guilty to see Mom treat you that way..." "Okay, that's enough. You don't have to tell me about your good relationship with your mother." Zoe interrupted her. Cora then stopped talking. Though she did not treat Zoe badly, Zoe did not like her. "Let's go," Jay said to Cora as he put down his spoon. "I haven't finished eating." Cora liked to eat apple pies very much. Besides, the apple pies here were very nice. "I'll get the leftovers packed up for you," Jay said. "Get into the car first." Jay handed the car key to Cora. She nodded obediently. "Okay. Thank you, Uncle Jay." After that, she grabbed the key and left first. Zoe sneered. Jay was nice to everyone. It was in the middle of winter, and he would rather suffer in the cold to pack
"Well, what kind of girl does he like then?" "That's not important. In short, he won't accept you. If you don't want to get hurt or get into such a great mess that you feel too humiliated, you'd better go home and tell your mother that you feel nothing for him. You should ask your mother to give up on that idea." Jay sounded aloof. Cora's eyes turned slightly red. She had just joined this circle, and she finally summoned up her courage to take a step forward. Making friends was the first step she took. However, Jay had stopped her that way. "But I don't want to make my mother sad. She did this for my sake," Cora answered uneasily. "You love life shouldn't be controlled by others." "But I want her to be happy..." "Do you want to get famous?" Jay asked her. Cora looked at him with surprise. She could feel his indifference toward her. He sounded so cold when he raised that question. "Give Bob up, and I'll make you famous." Jay gave a condition. Cora was moved.
After all, Bob knew that Jay was John's relative. So, he must have known a lot. "I don't think so, but it's hard to say," Jay answered after ruminating over it for a while. He had been framed by Cordy a few days ago because he failed to fulfill the task that John had given him, so he felt slightly guilty. He wondered how Cordy was in Rocktown now. He did not see her come back after she went there, and John also did not come back all that while. Although he was unclear about the current situation of the Stuart family, he instinctively knew that it was very tense. "Johnny is the smartest among us. He's the most handsome, and he's had the best academic results since childhood. However, he can’t lead the kind of life he wants freely." Bob sighed helplessly. "Is the greater the power, the greater the responsibility?" "You don't have to meddle in that." Sam said to Bob, "People like you and I who sit around and do nothing won't understand Johnny's ambition. Just drink your