"Now you can see the difference between Frederick and Wade, right?" asked Grace.Priscilla's face changed slightly and her eyes dimmed.Wade had been so kind, while Frederick's betrayal stung.Seeing Priscilla's expression, Grace hurriedly fanned the flames. "Listen to me, this is a good chance to go to the auction with Wade. You two can sort things out on the way."Priscilla's eyes widened at Grace. "What? Sort things out?"Grace nodded and said, "Of course! Think about it, Wade's uncle is powerful, but no one knows it yet. Once they do, other women will flock to him. As a divorced woman, you need to act fast! Better take the chance while you're together and just sort it out."Priscilla's face flushed to her neck. As a woman who has been married, she naturally understood what Grace meant by "sorting things out".She was a traditional woman. She and Frederick also only became intimate after getting married."This... it's not right," Priscilla stammered shyly."It's the 21st ce
Upon hearing Vivianne's remarks, Grace let out a smug chuckle. "How could I not know? Of course, it's because of my new brother-in-law, Wade."By calling Wade her brother-in-law, Grace confidently signaled that she believed his relationship with Priscilla was inevitable.Vivianne burst into laughter, "Haha, because of Wade? Wade Zahler? How could he have any connection with the Monroe family?"Grace stood up with her waist pinched. She looked at Vivianne with the same disdain she had previously shown Frederick. She radiated confidence that the upcoming Smith family auction would elevate her and Priscilla, leaving Vivianne far behind.She retorted, "Don't compare your level and Frederick's to my new brother-in-law, Wade. Wade's uncle is a board member of the Monroe family, and he arranged the invitation for Prissy."Vivianne scoffed at Grace's words. "Nonsense! Priscilla only got this invitation because of Frederick."Priscilla, who had been silent until now, glared at Vivianne fr
Walter couldn't help but laugh at Vivianne's comments about Priscilla.Frederick felt defeated as he turned and left, with Vivianne and Walter trailing behind. Vivianne certainly had a sharp tongue. Priscilla's face burned red with anger as she watched them go, her body shaking with rage. Grace patted her shoulder and stepped forward. "Don't listen to them, Priscilla. I have ways to make them regret this."Tears welled up in Priscilla's eyes. "Why do Frederick and Vivianne always sound so self-righteous when they're lying? It's as if they believe the lies themselves!"Grace snorted, “Scoundrels, both of them. Birds of a feather flock together. How else could those two end up together? They're both shameless.”Priscilla nodded, agreeing fully. She and Frederick were never meant to be."Let's go home," she said.Grace nodded. "Alright, I'll tell you all about my plan. We'll make Vivianne and Frederick kneel and apologize."Priscilla didn't say much; her primary desire was for
Frederick looked at Vivianne, completely confused by her question.Vivianne was about to be driven mad by this blockhead; he acted as if he didn't recognize anyone, as if she wasn't a potential partner at all.Just then, her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. It was her father, Theodore.She picked up to hear Theodore's joyful voice. "Haha, Vivi, the victory in this lawsuit not only spared me from losses, but the partners who previously worked with the Miller family are now seeking cooperation with us."Vivianne was overjoyed upon hearing the news. In recent years, the support of the Danbury and Monroe families had propelled Priscilla to great heights.If they had allowed this to continue for another two years, the Miller family could have posed a serious threat to the Danbury family.Fortunately, this lawsuit dealt a severe blow to the Miller family.Theodore continued, "Vivi, I've instructed the CEOs of several companies to contact you directly. You'll be in charge tomorro
Following the pillow attack was Marianne's angry scolding. "You wretch, finally decided to come back?"After enduring a grueling day outside, full of hardships and losses, Priscilla just entered the house and was immediately met with this harsh reception, which made her feel unfairly treated."Mom, what are you trying to do?"Marianne, who had been sitting on the couch, stood up abruptly, tears streaming down her face."Why did you ever marry that worthless man? "He's brought nothing but trouble to our family! You've wasted your youth on him! And now, finally, you're divorced, and the company is on the brink of ruin because of him!" she cried, her voice trembling with anger. Priscilla's brow furrowed. Her heart filled with a mix of resentment and frustration, but she didn't dare argue with her mother.It was Marianne who'd championed Frederick for his perceived wealth. Yet, now the blame for the family's troubles rested solely on Priscilla's shoulders.Grace had returned with P
Priscilla couldn't hold back any longer after hearing Marianne's words. It stung all the more because Marianne, a woman herself, held such a strong bias towards sons.Growing up, Priscilla felt constantly belittled by her mother, who showered her brother Mitchell with affection while Priscilla and her sister June were treated as afterthoughts.When Priscilla first met Frederick, Marianne assumed he had a sizable inheritance. Blinded by the idea of the inheritance, Marianne practically pushed Priscilla to marry him as a financial investment.However, Marianne incessantly pressured Priscilla to divorce him upon discovering Frederick's lack of wealth. The same thing happened when Priscilla started her own business. Marianne scoffed at the idea, saying Priscilla wasn't cut out for it. It wasn't until Priscilla's success lined her pockets and she even bought Marianne a villa that her mother finally started treating her with some respect."Do I mean nothing more to you than an object t
Walter felt a burning sensation spreading from his lower back to his abdomen. He was convinced that the plaster was incredibly effective.He gave Frederick a hearty thumbs up. "Dr. York, your professionals are remarkable!"Frederick offered a modest smile. Curing a man's ailment was a simple matter for him. Little did Frederick know that nothing could be more torturous for a middle-aged man than the loss of virility.After cheerfully parting with Walter, Frederick made his way to the Danbury family's residence.Vivianne had invited him to discuss business at Flavells Restaurant. Normally, Vivianne provided transportation, but Frederick didn't want to impose this time and went straight to her house.Upon arriving at the mansion, Frederick pressed the doorbell twice. Vivianne instantly hopped off the couch and skipped toward the door with a playful bounce.The moment the door opened, Frederick was struck by her appearance. Vivianne had applied meticulous makeup and styled her hair
"Frederick, can you drive?" Vivianne asked suddenly.Frederick nodded gently. "Sure, I can."Vivianne smiled with satisfaction and handed the keys to her sports car to Frederick. "You drive today."Frederick took the keys and got into the driver's seat. Vivianne sat in the passenger seat and took out the prepared contract, which outlined her proposed cooperation terms.Vivianne flipped through the contract page by page, muttering to herself."Isn't this too harsh?""But the profit margin is too thin if I don't do this.""How can I convince them?"Looking at Vivianne's furrowed brow and her adorable look of concentration, Frederick couldn't help but shake his head and smile faintly.Sensing Frederick's laughter, Vivianne suddenly raised her head and asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"Frederick suppressed a laugh. "Nothing."Vivianne wiped the sweat from her small nose with her soft hand. "I'm just in a hurry. I'm afraid if the conditions are too harsh, I'll scare them
Mary's case was the most severe, while Ivan's symptoms were the mildest, and Frederick could roughly deduce the sequence of transmissions among them. It was clear that Mary infected Nigel, who then passed it to Kimberly, then finally passed it to Ivan. Frederick also saw that Ivan was actually a decent person who unfortunately ended up being betrayed and infected. However, Nigel was primarily worried that Ivan might start trusting Frederick, as he wanted Ivan to believe in his capabilities to carry out his plan.Originally, he intended for Mary to insult Frederick for being poor and unskilled, but she ended up attacking him for having an unpleasant odor, which backfired when Frederick exposed her for contracting syphilis. Now, Nigel had no choice but to take matters into his own hands, he then said to Frederick, "Hehe, Frederick. We all know Ivy is a director, what exactly do you do to be worthy of her?"Nigel assumed that Frederick was just a low-level salesperson, something
Hearing Frederick's words, Kimberly jumped with joy and stopped crying. While wiping her tears, she pointed at Mary, laughing and said, "You're covered in syphilis, yet you're making fun of me.""Slut, I wonder how many people you've slept with!" After being pointed and insulted, Mary was furious and she was ready to fight Kimberly. "You bitch! I am going to teach you a lesson!" At this moment, Nigel felt terrible. If Mary was diseased, he'd be the first victim. He grabbed Mary and shouted, "Bitch, let me teach you a lesson first. Now I know why you always wanted the lights off! I thought you were shy, but you just didn't want me to find out."In a fit of anger, Nigel slapped Mary hard across the face. Just as Mary was about to explain, she was interrupted by another slap. Holding her face, she yelled angrily, "Nigel, how dare you hit me?! Do you want me to expose all your little schemes and tricks?"Nigel froze in horror; if Mary exposed him, it would have been disastrous.
Kimberly heard her laughter, and body odor had always been a sensitive issue for her; a wound she'd tried to cover up over the years. For Frederick to bring it up in front of everyone felt like rubbing salt into an open wound. Yet what hurt even more was Mary's laughter; as a fellow woman, it felt like salt to the wound, then roasting it. Kimberly was furious, pointed at Mary and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you want me to come over there and shut you up?"Mary felt wronged, she had only let out a reflexive laugh, but now Kimberly's anger was directed at her. "Did I laugh at you? What proof do you have that I laughed at you?""You're the one with body odor, yet you're taking it out on others. You're such an unreasonable woman!"Kimberly grew even angrier after hearing Mary's retort. "You're the one with body odor, your whole family has it!" "Look at what you're wearing, it's like you just threw on two pillowcases. You're a shameless woman, just trying to show off t
When everyone heard Ivy's words, they laughed even more. Her words effectively confirmed that Frederick did indeed have an unpleasant odor. It wasn't entirely her fault as Kimberly's words had been a bit of a trap. "Haha, if you smell, just take a shower and don't embarrass yourself here.""With all that cheap stuff on, no wonder he has a smell."Hearing this, Frederick simply gave a slight smile and then asked Mary and Kimberly, "Are two really that fragrant?"Mary and Kimberly lifted their heads proudly after hearing Frederick's words. "Why don't you ask everyone here, ask them if we smell good or not?""Exactly, go ahead and ask."Both of them considered themselves beautiful, and of course, they would smell pleasant. The men around them quickly chimed in, especially those eager to admire Mary, who was dressed in a way that gave them a bit of eye candy. "Of course, they smell good. How could these two beautiful ladies not smell good?""Hehe, Frederick with his cheap, th
In a hidden corner, Nigel said to Mary, "Damn it, that bumpkin Frederick keeps stealing my spotlight. I am worried that our plan won't go well later.""You should help me humiliate him properly, and Ivan's girlfriend will back you up."Mary pursed her lips and said to Nigel, "Every time something comes up, you just ask me to handle it. My bag hasn't been bought yet, and you've lost 300 thousand dollars"Although Nigel was annoyed by Mary hitting a sore spot, he kept his tone calm and replied, "Help me humiliate Frederick and talk him down in front of Ivan. After that, leave the rest to me. Once it's done, I'll get you more than one bag, I could get you ten bags and it wouldn't be a problem. I don't care about that small amount of money. You saw that Porsche just now, right? I wouldn't mind burning it if I had to." Hearing this, Mary was delighted and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, babe." She hadn't realized that Nigel was so wealthy and even had a Porsche. Up until th
Knowing Martin as someone who knew a lot about wood, everyone immediately looked as though they were ready for a good show. They were convinced that the Saint George statue couldn’t possibly be made of anything valuable.Martin let out a strange exclamation. "What the hell!"Kimberly, thinking that Martin was angry, quickly said, "Mr. Lawson, tell us what’s so disastrous about this wood. Are you saying it’s just a piece of junk?"Contrary to expectations, Martin replied angrily, "I’m saying that whoever preserved this Saint George statue was a jerk. This is genuine sandalwood, and yet it’s completely neglected, covered in dust."Most of the group had no idea what sandalwood was worth, but judging by the name alone, it sounded impressive.Kimberly asked curiously, "Mr. Lawson, are you saying this is really antique wood?"Martin examined the statue carefully, scrutinizing every detail. "Judging by the texture, this carving must have been made at least 150 years ago."Everyone was
"The Saint George statue was indeed a fitting choice for a karaoke." Nigel chuckled, turning to Ivy.“Why didn’t you just go on Amazon and buy a new one for a few dozen bucks? This one is obviously second-hand. Or was it picked up from some junk stall?”Frederick heard Nigel’s mockery and nodded in agreement, a faint smile on his lips. “You’re not wrong. This statue actually was picked up from a street stall.”“At the Treasure Hall in the antique trade market, no less. And yes, it’s an antique.”The truth was, the statue was from the Victorian era. Even the owner of Treasure Hall, Dominic, had recognized its age but dismissed it as worthless, tossing it onto a stall outside.Frederick had picked it up casually, thinking it would come in handy one day, and now it was the perfect gift for Ivan.Hearing this, Nigel burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. “An antique? Treasure Hall? You’re really trying to fool us.”Kimberly chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she glance
The group’s attention was fully captured by Frederick’s words, their eyes all on him. Nigel, knowing that Kimberly had informed Ivy at the last minute and that she likely didn’t have a gift, sneered at Frederick."Well, if you’ve got a gift, go ahead and show it.""Considering Ivy and Kimberly’s relationship, the gift should be pretty decent, right?"Everyone was now staring at Frederick with anticipation, curious to see what kind of gift he could produce.Ivy, on the other hand, was completely flustered. She hadn’t handed any gift to Frederick, though she understood he was trying to help her out of a tough spot. But wasn’t this making things even more awkward?Nigel continued to press him, "Where’s the gift? Come on, take it out already.""After all this time, you still can’t take it out. Don’t tell me you don’t even have one."Frederick glanced at Nigel with a calm smile. "Oh? Are you planning to bet 300 grand with me again?"Nigel froze. There was no way he had another 300 t
Ivan was deeply moved, feeling as though all the unpleasantness from their school days had been swept away. A sense of childhood nostalgia, unique to old classmates, welled up within him.The crowd continued to shower Nigel with praise, giving him thumbs up one after another."A gift worth 10 grand is no small amount. Nigel is truly generous.""That’s right. These days, even classmates hesitate to prepare gifts, but Nigel has shown such generosity.."Most of the attendees had come because of their connection with Kimberly. Each had prepared gifts with costs ranging from a few hundred dollars. Compared to Nigel’s grandiose gift worth 10 thousand, their contributions paled in comparison.Hearing the compliments, Nigel waved his hand dismissively, feigning modesty. "It’s nothing, really. After all, Ivan and I are good friends from way back."Then, Nigel’s expression shifted slightly as he added, "Speaking of good friends, I’m sure it’s not just me and Ivan here who share a special b