'How interesting,' Marshall thought as he smiled to himself.As Irene lifted her gaze, she coincidentally caught sight of that smile. She asked, "Marshall, I heard that you've been getting close with Mark's daughter. Are you guys dating?"Frederick furrowed his brows upon hearing that name. "That uncultured nouveau roturier?"The frown made his face, which was already full of wrinkles, appear even more stern.Marshall responded in a flat tone, "Mr. Wilson may have limited education, but he has great vision and judgment. Otherwise, how could he become a leading figure in the energy industry?"Frederick scoffed. "Even a fool can be rich by catching the right trend."Marshall chuckled. "Irene should be one of the pioneers in the energy industry. Did she not catch the trend because she's not interested?"The Moore family had extensive connections built over the decades. They would undoubtedly be among the first to know whenever there was a new business opportunity.When the energy
Marshall remained silent as he stood next to Irene, gazing downstairs. His lowered gaze concealed his expression; Irene could not tell what he was thinking about.After a while, he asked, "Do you have another one?"She tossed him a box of cigarettes and a lighter. Marshall swiftly took one out, flicked it a couple of times on his fingertips, and then lit it.Perhaps it had been too long since he last smoked. When he took the first drag, he could not help but cough a few times.Irene glanced at him and said flatly, "You used to listen to everything he says. You've changed a lot since you came back to Hustuabourg.""Really?" After a brief pause, Marshall took another drag and said, "I don't remember what I used to be like, but I'm pretty happy with who I am now."Irene paused. Then, she silently scrutinized Marshall's expression.The smoke surrounding him veiled his face, shrouding his emotions in mystery.She chuckled and said in a flat tone, "It's better that you don't remember
Wallace said, "I was just about to go up."Ariel looked at him, feeling somewhat frustrated, "Forget about it; I'll go. You should spend some time with them in the dining hall. Don't drink so much.""Okay," Wallace said.Then, Ariel went upstairs with a first aid kit.Irene watched their interaction and suddenly said, "Ariel is still as virtuous as ever."Wallace paused. When he looked up again, Irene was already going back to the dining hall.The polite and lively conversations continued, but he felt a chill spreading all over.He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and followed behind Irene.Keegan and Stella went to Jorgeville in the middle of the night. Then, she led him to Arthur's house in the dark. Before they could even put down their luggage, a dog came out of nowhere and barked at Keegan, pouncing toward him.At that moment, he erupted with a sudden burst of strength. He quickly lifted Stella off the ground and ran into the courtyard before he could even see the d
Beatrix had lived in Jorgeville for decades, and the people she met were mostly down-to-earth locals, accustomed to boisterous greetings. She had not encountered many elites in suits and polished appearances.Although Marshall came last time and was considered one of them, he looked more approachable. On the other hand, Keegan exuded a refined and sophisticated air that added to his natural elegance. Beatrix felt somewhat out of her element upon feeling his imposing presence.Subconsciously, she wiped her hands on her clothes before shaking Keegan's hand. "Kee—Keegan Kee?"Keegan repeated himself and spelled his name out patiently. "My name is Keegan Kane. K-E-E-G-A-N K-A-N-E."After Keegan introduced himself again, Beatrix was still confused. "I'll just call you Kee."Keegan was speechless.Stella burst into laughter. Keegan said his name two times, but Beatrix still could not remember it.Keegan's smile stiffened a little. "You can call me Keegan."Beatrix nodded as she thoug
The neighbors looked over upon hearing Arthur's question. There was a metal lump that resembled a dog but was much uglier, something none of them had ever seen before. Everyone was surprised.One of the neighbors, Edgar Klopp, who had just teased Keegan, laughed loudly. "Arthur, did your great-grandson-in-law bring you a toy? It looks like a real dog, but it's just too ugly. Why didn't he get one with fur? If you put a speaker in front of your house and play dog barks on loop, it'd scare a lot of people off."Everyone joined in the laughter. Then, Arthur looked at Edgar and said, "I'm fine with it. At least he thought of bringing something over for me. Your grandson has been working for so many years, yet he hasn't brought you anything at all."Arthur's words caught Edgar off guard as he immediately defended his grandson. "Young people in the city have a lot of stuff to deal with and are very stressed."Arthur replied, "Yeah. Well, the one in my family brought me a furless metal do
"Professor Kane, you've achieved so much at such a young age!""Professor Kane, you must have done exceptionally well at school, right?"Arthur was on a roll as he continued boasting, "Of course! Do you think it is easy to get into the scientific institute? Only the best of the best with IQ of 140 and above will have a chance to be interviewed."Keegan coughed as his face turned red.Stella reached out to stroke his back. She tried to hold back her laughter as she whispered, "I didn't know you were this smart."Keegan said, "Me neither."The neighbors believed everything Arthur said and rallied for Keegan to showcase his calligraphy skills.Suddenly, Arthur felt somewhat guilty.He was simply boasting about Keegan's achievement for Stella's sake, but he had no idea how capable Keegan really was.Keegan had no choice but to turn them down as he said gently, "Let's do it tomorrow. If you guys are interested, I can write a few lines. It's already so late, and the lighting isn't v
He rubbed his hot ears and followed her back into the house, completely ignoring the first half of her sentence.As soon as he stepped inside, he saw Arthur and Stella setting up the bed. Keegan, who had become more mature, immediately stepped forward to help.Without hesitation, Arthur tossed him the sheets and blanket before pulling Stella away, saying he would make some meatballs for her. Keegan had no choice but to make the bed himself.After he was done cooking the meatballs, Arthur asked, "Is he done yet?"Stella turned her head to glance at the room Keegan was in and nodded. "Yeah, he is," she said in a low voice."This punk made all of us so worried, didn't he?" Arthur muttered to himself. Then, he laughed. "He's such a pain in the neck. I knew that the Grim Reaper wouldn't want him."Stella chuckled. Only she and Keegan knew what they had to go through to bring him back. It was only through Heaven's mercy that he survived."Oh, yeah. Great-grandpa, Keegan also bought pl
Stella replied: [What did Jaylene do again?]Felicity immediately texted back: [How did you know?][So, what is it?][Stinky Cucumber said that your stepmother took Jaylene to meet a very reputable perfumer who is a pioneer in the industry. Rumor has it that the perfumer has agreed to be the pretentious witch's mentor. Several online news accounts are already reposting it.]Felicity then forwarded an article, and Stella tapped it open."Perfume Master Jackie Rogan Secretly Recruited an Apprentice, Suspected to Be the Heiress of the Saun Family."There were hundreds of comments below. Although it was not a very hot topic, the searches of those keywords had been steadily rising. Someone was intentionally stirring things up.Stella scanned through the comments. Other than those made by some fake accounts, there were also some interesting discussions.[The Saun family? Wings Group?][The Saun family that held a grand banquet for the daughter's return? They're so rich. I can't beli