Sirius had truly gambled with his life. If Frederick couldn't cure him, the consequences would have been dire.Sirius coughed and said, "Well, there was no other way. How could a common poison test whether Mr. York really has the skills? I had to use the family heirloom left by our ancestors."Sirius knew that his grandpa vouched for Frederick's incredible skills in prolonging life. In desperation, he had resorted to this risky measure to confirm those claims.Sirius said with a faint smile, "My gamble paid off, and my grandpa's judgment was sound. Grandpa wielded influence in Stanva City for years. He wouldn't misjudge a man's character. "From this moment, we must support Mr. York without reservation. Should anyone oppose him, even the York family, we will stand with Mr. York. As long as Mr. York can prolong my grandfather's life, the Monroe family will not fall."Wayne nodded in agreement but voiced a lingering concern. "But Mr. York didn't demonstrate his medical expertise tod
The early morning light filled the Regal Suite's bathroom, where the three Miller ladies prepared for the day ahead.Priscilla noticed June's lingering pout and silence. She approached her with a touch of remorse."I shouldn't have slapped you yesterday. Don't be angry with me."June glanced at Priscilla. "I'm not angry about that, I'm upset that you don't trust Frederick and instead choose to believe that irritating Nelson!"Grace had been busy with her makeup as she hurried over. She said, "June, you'll soon be calling Nelson your cousin!"June and Priscilla looked at Grace in astonishment.Seeing their expressions, Grace said with a smug face, "What are you looking at? Just because you can marry into the Monroe family, doesn't mean I can't marry into the Harmon family. June doesn't appreciate a good man like Nelson, but I definitely won't pass him up."June grumbled in response as she changed her clothes, "A truly good man is like Frederick... you and Nelson? You'll see wha
Grace seethed with anger. "That wretched Frederick must have hurt Nel!"The mere mention of Frederick's name filled Priscilla with unease, recalling his inappropriate behavior toward her sister. "Grace, there's no one here. Let's go back to the room."Just then, Grace noticed a man in a suit approaching.She quickly straightened her posture, a glint in her eye. "Who says no one's coming? Isn't that a person? Listen up, we're women of status now. When he greets us, you both ignore him completely. Watch and learn, I'll show you how a true lady of high society handles these situations."Priscilla and June exchanged a resigned glance. As long as Grace was content, they were willing to play along.Sirius had risen early that morning to visit the Regal Suite. But a waiter informed him that the ladies were in the lobby, and he hastened his steps. Upon entering, his gaze immediately fell upon Priscilla. Despite never meeting her in person, he'd studied her profile several times becaus
Grace's demeanor changed as she approached Sirius with trembling excitement.She greeted him, "Mr. Sirius, I didn't expect to meet you here today. To meet you here is such a wonderful stroke of fortune."Sirius offered Grace a brief glance. While he didn't find her particularly appealing, her connection to Priscilla forced him to maintain a veneer of civility."Ms. Anderson, hello," he replied with polite formality.June instantly recognized this man as the Sirius who was interested in her sister. A sense of protectiveness washed over her. She would keep a close eye on the situation for Frederick's sake!She tugged at Priscilla, hoping to whisk her away, but Priscilla firmly shrugged off her hand.For Priscilla, this was a monumental encounter with the man who had been her anonymous benefactor for three years. Questions raced through her mind. Why was he doing this? Was it true that Sirius held feelings for her, just as Grace suggested?Gazing at this refined and distinguish
Grace kept giving Priscilla meaningful looks.Sirius felt a surge of happiness inside, wondering if Grace knew about Frederick's involvement.This was excellent; their immediate acceptance of him as "family" would make it much easier to ask Frederick for the life-saving favor for his grandpa.Sirius excitedly said, "Exactly, we are all family."Hearing "family" repeated again and again, Priscilla blushed in confusion. How had this transformation occurred so suddenly? She yearned for a clear answer. "Mr. Sirius, there must always be a reason for such generosity. Otherwise, I won't be able to accept it with peace of mind."Sirius was in high spirits. He decided that since Grace seemed privy to the truth, he could drop subtle hints and allow her to gradually reveal the full story to Priscilla. Once Priscilla was overwhelmed with gratitude, and sought out Frederick to thank him, their relationship would inevitably blossom. Surely, Frederick would be deeply grateful to him in ret
Priscilla's brow furrowed in confusion as she turned to Grace. "Any idea who that was, Grace?"Grace couldn't hold back a smug smile. "Oh, my silly Prissy, Mr. Sirius has been laying it on pretty thick, how could I miss it? Looks like you're the only one out of the loop. I'll tell you everything once Mr. Sirius is gone."A wave of warmth washed over Sirius at Grace's words. Her empathy shone through, wanting to spare Priscilla the awkwardness of hearing about Frederick's help while he was still present. This way, Priscilla could learn of his assistance without him there, honoring his promise."Indeed, Ms. Anderson is truly wise," Sirius chimed in.Sirius was in great spirits and looking forward to further ingratiating himself with Priscilla. He envisioned a formal introduction later, ensuring the entire Graceland business community would extend a helping hand on his behalf.Frederick would definitely be very pleased to hear this."Let's break for lunch. My treat. I'll introduce
Grace said, "Mr. Sirius is going public later. He's announcing to all of Graceland that you're his woman."Priscilla's stomach lurched. "But I never agreed to this! We barely know each other and haven't even gone on a date. How can he just declare something like that? I won't go!"Grace sternly replied, "Are you out of your mind? Do you know who Mr. Sirius is? His interest in you is a golden opportunity. Running a business empire doesn't leave much time for conventional dating. Don't you see his three years of devotion? And think about your business back in Jenaire City. You have to go!"Priscilla was trapped by her words. Three years of unvoiced affection and a business invitation made it disrespectful to decline. Yet, accepting seemed like an implicit agreement to something she wasn't prepared for.Noticing Priscilla's silence, Grace felt a flicker of satisfaction. "Let's head back and get you ready for the afternoon. And June, you're definitely not coming with us. Honestly, you
Frederick caught a glimpse of Scarlett's smile and then looked into her eyes.His well-defined muscles were on full display in front of Scarlett.A blush heated his cheeks as he was standing before her in nothing but his underwear. His toned physique was on full display. Usually, a grown man like Frederick wouldn't be easily flustered, but this was undeniably awkward. He dove back under the covers with practiced speed.Scarlett was amused by his retreat and sidled closer. "What's wrong, Freddie? Not enough sleep?" Her words stirred something within him—a desire he found difficult to ignore."Will you stop teasing me?""But what am I teasing you about?" She pressed her body softly against his, and Frederick's resistance crumbled. He sat up, his mouth dry as he stared at her. Scarlett noticed Frederick's intense gaze and chuckled, licking her lips with a playful air. "Hungry and trying to conquer me, huh?"They were so close, and Frederick's throat bobbed. He did feel like
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