LOGINBeside them, Elaine was not about to take that crap.Glaring at the middle-aged man, she stood akimbo as she bellowed, "What are you getting so smug about? You're just driving a Bentley! My husband used to be the vice-president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, so you can ask the members if he drives a 2B Cullinan!""Not 2B—it's BB! It's a BB Culinnan!" Jacob promptly cried.Elaine waved him off impatiently. "It's all the same. What's the point?"However, Mr. Larcelle clearly wasn't worried about Elaine, and wheeled on Clarie with a grin, "I'm sure they're your parents? Why don't you tell them to stop being so vain when they're already this old?"Then, turning to the charming woman beside him, he beckoned, "Come on, darling. Let's head over to the first-class lounge already."Mrs. Larcelle was just feeling proud that her husband managed to rub it in their faces, and purred, "Okay, darling. I always told you to have some standards—you'd never win struggling with the poo
Jacob was never one to pass up any chance to show off—and would do it even if the timing was poor.In his mind, Mr. Larcelle just lost.After all, the man tried to frame his Rolls key for being a fake, so now he showed it off, proving that it was the real deal.Still, as Mr. Larcelle took the key, he fiddled with it a couple times, pressing some buttons and suddenly snickered.Throwing it back at Jacob, he snorted in disdain, "They really can make it look real these days. Where did you get that from? Amazon?"Jacob didn't expect Mr. Larcelle to throw it, and clawed the air to catch it frantically as if he would miss.When he did catch it, he promptly snapped at Mr. Larcelle, "Where are your manners, man? I'm showing you a Rolls key since you don't have one, but you're throwing it like a baseball?! Are you going to pay for it if you damage it?!"Mr. Larcelle snorted in disdain. "What, you think I can't afford to pay for bootleg crap?"That was when Elaine bellowed furiously, "Op
After Mr. Larcelle alighted, the chauffeur took out their Louis Vuitton suitcases and handed them over respectfully. "Enjoy your honeymoon, Mr. and Mrs. Larcelle!"Mr. Larcelle had his hands in pockets, looking around and noticing a lot of people staring as he got out of his Bentley—including Jacob and Elaine, who stood nearby.Hence, he barked haughtily, "Bosley, send my Bentley to service later. Remind them that I want the best engine oil."Bosley nodded respectfully. "Don't worry, sir! I'll get it done."Mr. Larcelle then added, "Oh, and get the Alpha when you pick us up when we come home. The missus would have bought a ton of stuff from Dubai.""Yes, Mr. Larcelle. No problem!" The chauffeur nodded repeatedly.Mr. Larcelle nodded, satisfied.He made sure to be loud enough to draw everyone's attention, and couldn't resist gloating to Mrs. Larcelle, "I remember the days when I always traveled on private jets, but they are doing a maintenance check Stateside, so it's just first-
Early in the morning before the Oskian New Year, Charlie, Claire, Elaine, and Jacob had all packed their bags, heading to the airport for their rare vacation. Jacob's suggestion was to drive the Cullinan to the airport and park it there. They'd just be gone for five days anyway, and they could just drive home with it when they return.In the man's own words, it afforded them the perk of not having to get a rental—with so much luggage, it would be troublesome.However, Charlie knew full well that his father-in-law had been driving everywhere in that Cullinan—even to pick up cigarettes at the convenience store.One way or another, he refused to let slip any opportunity to show everyone else that he owns a Rolls.Charlie didn't think much of it because that was how his father-in-law always was, and he didn't mind playing along.On the other hand, Claire really didn't like the idea of her father bringing out the Cullinan to show off even now, because the Rolls belonged to Kathleen F
Charlie's offer only made Claire feel even worse.Ever since she met Stephen Thompson, she had come to realize how many lies Charlie had to tell just to keep up appearances.Emgrand wasn't owned by the Wades, but the Wades bought it just for Charlie.And all this time, she thought Doris Young was a VIP to her career, but little did she know that she was just a spokeswoman for Charlie. That all the conveniences Emgrand afforded her company were granted by Charlie from behind the scenes.If they couldn't meet the deadlines by the second day of the second month in the Oskian calendar, Claire wasn't sure if she should apologize to Doris, or Charlie—the real owner.Just the thought left Claire despondent.She used to think that she was good enough to earn the approval of those influential entrepreneurs, that every single one of them was eager to sign contracts and partner with her.In hindsight, she realized that she could be incompetent, but they would still be supportive as long
Charlie finally arrived at Aruous Hill in the morning, though only Elaine was at home when he got back.Clarie herself was busy at work for days now, intent on fulfilling her contracts before she left.As for Jacob, he was hanging out at the Calligraphy and Painting Association every day, enjoying life.In comparison, Elaine had a lot of time on her hands, and was now completely focused on their Maldives trip, buying everything from snorkeling gear, swimsuits and goggles.Seeing Charlie, she grinned in delight, "Oh, you're finally home, sonny! We're heading off to the Maldives in two days, so don't take any jobs in the meantime!"Charlie smiled. "Don't worry—I won't be taking jobs until the new year.""Great!" Elaine was at once relieved. "I've told Claire to get her work done soon, and not to bring her laptop on our trip."Charlie smiled and nodded—it was clear Elaine was really enthusiastic about the trip. Still, it was a good thing for the family since it was a rare opportuni
Although the lounge was luxuriously decorated and well-furnished, Janus felt that it was very difficult to feel safe in this place.This was because there was only a door between this lounge and the outside world. In addition, it was a completely enclosed space.Under normal circumstances, the privacy
Charlie noticed Xavion’s awkward expression and silence, so he slammed his fist on the table hard and questioned, “What? Are you not happy with my arrangement?”“N-no! It’s a good arrangement!” Xavion shuddered again and said without hesitation, “I’ll make the arrangements now! I’ll get on it!”Then,
At this point, Merlin did not care about Homer’s kidnapping anymore.After the big scandal had broken out, in addition to triggering the American public’s anger toward the Fox family, it would also trigger the American public’s disappointment toward the entire law enforcement system in the United Sta
“Peyton Sate?”Spencer was a little surprised, and he asked, “Who is Peyton Sate ?”The butler hurriedly explained, “Peyton Sate is a director of our business team. Yesterday, you said you wanted to buy a Concorde. He’s one of the people who are in charge of this.”Spencer wrinkled his brow and asked,







