Miranda noticed the exasperated expression on his face and couldn't help but laugh. "Take it, Uncle Paul. My dad's braised beef is amazing, and not just anyone gets to eat it.""What did you call me?" Paul stepped closer, placing one hand on the wall. "Hmm?"Miranda had nowhere to retreat, so she co
"My dad owns properties—countless properties! He's the one who kicks people out, and no one dares to evict him!" Madison fumed.She continued, "Owning things yourself is the only way to have real power! The college lends us a crummy room, no CPRT, and incomplete fire equipment! "We work ourselves t
Miranda and Madison immediately turned their gaze toward Sebastian.He scratched his head awkwardly, "Why are you two looking at me like that?" It was a bit embarrassing."Seb, what does your family do exactly?" Madison's eyes took on a curious look.Miranda chimed in, "I remember you mentioning tha
On the other end of the phone, Mason remained silent for a long time. "…You're really planning to build your own lab?""Of course!""You're not just acting on impulse?"Madison responded, "Definitely not! We're serious about this!""Alright, ten million, right? I'll transfer it to your account in a
"Why do I need the transferor's signature? What for?"Miranda looked at the staff member in front of her, unable to hold back her question.The staff explained, "The property in question is quite large. Even though you have a formal transfer contract, according to regulations, you still need an addi
Joe responded, "Alright! I'll go—""Never mind," Hansel cut him off. "I'll go myself."…Miranda stood by Joe's desk, not far from the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. She walked over to the window, standing still as she looked down at the bustling traffic below.In front of her was a lively comm
Miranda snapped out of her thoughts and turned to see who had called her.Hansel stood before her in a well-fitted suit, looking formal. He seemed a bit thinner as his cheeks seemed slightly more hollow than before.As she studied him, Hansel was also greedily taking in the sight of her.She wore a
"I remember you liked steak but found cutting it troublesome, so you'd rather not eat it. Since then, every time we had Jovanian food, I would cut it for you."Miranda looked at the neatly cut pieces of steak in front of her with an indifferent look. She hadn't come here to eat, and simply sitting w
Miranda glanced at her phone. It was a call from Paul. "Hello, Paul, Merry—"Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of heavy breathing on the other end. Taken aback, Miranda froze for a moment. "What's…""Come outside, Mimi.""What?""I'm out front at your entrance. Come out."As
Austin stuck out his tongue at Yale. "Uncle Yale, shame on you! How can you compare yourself to little kids?" Yale was at a loss for words. Great, he thought, even the kids were bullying him.Suddenly, Susan thought of something and asked, "By the way, where's Paul?" "Oh, he got a phone call earli
Jenny was shocked. "Are they really that powerful?""Of course!" Quincey couldn't help but sigh. "I can't help but admire Miranda sometimes. Back when she needed money, she latched onto a rich young scion. Now that she's still young but craving for status, she went straight for a prominent academic
"Well, Dad and Mom still have a few jars left," Jenny said. "After thinking about it, we really shouldn't turn down Lionel's and his family's good intentions. Oh, right. Quincey, we still have to visit your maternal grandparents for Christmas. Let's head back now."The other members of the Sutton fa
Miranda walked over with a bright smile. "Aunt Jenny, the reason I gave the project to Jack back then was because we were working on a tight budget. Other smart home renovation companies were quoting too high. "Secondly, Jack's team was truly capable and qualified to handle the job. I would've like
Jenny had heard from other relatives some time ago that Jack's company was growing rapidly. His business had boomed so quickly that they could barely keep up with the demand. She had felt a little envious when she first heard the news. Jenny hadn't seen it with her own eyes and didn't know just how
Jenny's words dripped with sarcasm. It felt like someone had hit the pause button on the originally cheerful atmosphere as the smiles on everyone's faces froze. Lionel scratched his head and replied politely, "We were just lucky…""Oh please, don't be so modest! I've got terrible luck, and everyon
Mindy maintained a polite smile. "It's the thought that counts. After all, we're family. There's no need to compare."With that, Cynthia's expression softened into a genuine smile. "Mindy, you really do have a way with words. No wonder you're a famous writer."Jenny hadn't managed to gain the upper
Rena's smile widened and looked more genuine. "These are not cheap, right? You're really too much. We're just having a Christmas dinner with family, so there's no need to bring all these gifts."She wasn't like Jenny, who couldn't stand seeing others doing well. Her brother-in-law's success was a g