Jennifer said, “We toured the rooms in this villa just now and found that the Wilson family had occupied all the big and nice rooms, leaving only those cheap and tiny rooms. Since the three of us have equal rights with them, can we ask for the room reallocation?”“That’s right!” Yulia came to her senses and said in excitement, “We would like to stay in the big bedroom facing south!”The man tried to stir up trouble and said with a smile, “Of course. We don’t care about the room reallocation, just sort them out yourselves.”“Wonderful!” Jennifer immediately said, “I want the big bedroom on the third floor! Whose bedroom is that? Hurry up and pack your things, or I’ll just throw everything out!”Lady Wilson shouted furiously, “How dare you! That is my room! No one can take it!”Jennifer laughed coldly, “Old coot, get the hell out of my face! Earlier, I gave you my respect and the three of us sincerely wanted to seek refuge with you and look after you as if our own mother! Never have
Lady Wilson felt as if the world was spinning around her after Jennifer slapped her.Never did she expect that Jennifer did not make a move against her, despite all those insulting slanders being thrown at her earlier. Yet when she showed the white feather, she rubbed Jennifer the wrong way. Although Jennifer was a crude person, she was indeed a filial daughter.When she heard about her mother attempted suicide by drinking pesticide, after being forced by her sister-in-law, she quickly rushed home from her in-laws.At that time, her mother was already terminally ill and was beyond cure.At the hospital, Jennifer’s mother told her in her weak voice that she wanted to go home because it was uncomfortable to stay there.Jennifer knew that her mother knew she was dying, so she wanted to help her family save some money by discontinuing the unnecessary treatments in the hospital.She wanted to take her mother back to her in-laws’ place to show filial respect for her in the remainin
Lady Wilson was infuriated, but at this moment, she would not dare to retaliate even if she had the nerve.Donald’s men said in a cold voice, “We are here today on Mr. Webb’s order to empty all the assets in this villa. According to Mr. Webb, other than the hard decorations and large pieces of furniture like beds and sofa, all other appliances, valuable furnishings, as well as the wine in the basement need to be removed from the villa!”Upon hearing this, Lady Wilson was in incomparable despair.Initially, she kept thinking about selling the appliances in the villa and especially those wines in the basement cellar, which could be sold for at least a million dollars, for some extra cash if she had no money. However, she did not expect that rich Donald would take these things into account, and had his men removed them before she could do anything about them!Grimacing, Lady Wilson said, “Gentlemen, you can move the appliances and furniture, but can you keep the wines, please? We like
Never in Lady Wilson’s wildest dream did she expect that Hannah, who was always so submissive, would retaliate and shout back at her.Hannah’s backbiting drove her up the wall. However, after realizing that she had no backup now, she was left utterly deflated and dared not say a word.If she had been nicer to Jennifer at the beginning, the three of them would have become her loyal lapdogs, and Hannah would not dare to make a fuss.Unfortunately, now she had made enemies with Jennifer and the ladies, and if she offended Hannah at this time, she would have no one else to help her.Therefore, she said sheepishly, “I don’t want to fight with you. Hurry and get Christopher back to his room, and then carry Harold in!”Grimaced in pain and choking with sobs, Christopher said, “Mom, thank goodness you still remember me. I can barely hold myself any longer…”Lady Wilson hurriedly said, “Wendy, Hannah. Hurry up and carry Christopher back to his room so that he can take a rest.”As the two
Seeing Harold in such a miserable state, Hannah could not help but shed tears and said, “Harold, I’m sorry but my hands are tied. We have nothing edible at home and Donald’s men have taken everything that we can trade for money. Where can I find you something to eat…”Wendy cried, “Mom, why don’t I go find a job tomorrow?”Hannah nodded and said, “Good idea, but you can only look for a job tomorrow, and wait for the following month for the paycheck. It’s almost New Year’s Eve; we can’t possibly celebrate New Year on an empty stomach…”At this time, Lady Wilson suggested, “That won’t do. Just look for a job that pays on an hourly or daily basis!”Wendy said, “Seems like that’s the only way…”Meanwhile, on the third floor, Jennifer was having a meeting with Yara and Yulia too. They were facing the same situation as the Wilson family — they had no money.So, Jennifer said to the other two, “It’s a blessing that we get to live in such a big and luxurious villa, but we still need to f
Charlie marveled at Elaine’s spiritual victory method, and at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief as the matter had been satisfactorily resolved.Before this, he was worried most about Carmen exposing his identity. After all, his aunt was always being so arrogant and cocky in her modus operandi. She would have gotten carried away, and inadvertently revealed herself as a member of the Wade family.Fortunately, Carmen came up with a tawdry idea by directly giving Elaine a 100 million cheque, which caused her to immediately raise a red flag and classify her as a fraud.Moreover, the word “Citibank” stung the deepest and most painful wound inside Elaine, resulting in her direct response to Carmen’s bribe by means of force.At this point, Charlie could not help feeling amused.This aunt of his had been living in a prosperous and privileged environment in Eastcliff for so many years that she was used to being treated with respect everywhere she went. However, never did she expec
Carmen was born with a silver spoon stuck in her mouth, and she had enjoyed a good, wealthy life. Due to the privileged and lavish upbringing, she was always arrogant and aloof.The best punishment for her was to let her live a hard life and take the edge off her spirit.With that in mind, Charlie sent a voice message to Albert that said, “Albert, the room and its surroundings look just fine to me, but you must have your men guard her 24/7; never allow her to buy anything online or order takeout!”“If she buys something or orders takeout, your men must intercept the delivery man and make sure it never reaches her.”“As for her daily meals, just let your men buy whatever they feel like buying for her, but bear in mind that it must not exceed fifty dollars a day.”Presently—in Cliffcouls.Albert played the voice message that Charlie had just sent through the loudspeaker.When Carmen heard it, she instantly grimaced. Irritated, she shouted. “This is too much! I can’t do online shop
Carmen never expected what Albert said would really happen.She thought of asking for preferential treatment from Charlie, but instead of submitting to her request, Charlie instead reduced her daily meal budget from fifty to a measly thirty dollars.She finally experienced the pain that Lady Wilson had been put through.If she had known that this would be the consequence, why did she even bother making a fuss?Looking at Carmen’s face that was awash with agony, Albert mocked with a playful smirk. “What did I just say? I told you Master Wade would surely decrease your meal budget, but you refused to believe me. So, are you beginning to now?” Donning a gloomy expression, Carmen said nothing, nor did she dare say anything, because she knew that the more she spoke up, the worse the consequences would be. She might really end up eating bread and hotdog if she went on.Albert smiled when he saw her being submissive and continued taunting. “Miss Wade, I hope you enjoy your seven days
Jacob asked, "Then, what would this sculpture be worth if it was genuine?"Mr. Cardensky thought about it. "Well, there are standards when it comes to Renaissance relics, but with something this exquisite, it'd definitely be auctionable for one or two million—and that's the conservative estimate.""How much would you sell it to me for?" Jacob then asked."Thirty percent of the market price," Mr. Cardensky quickly replied. "As I've said, the conservative estimate for this one is around one to two million, so we will set the price with the median estimate value at 1.5 million. And thirty percent means 450 grand."Jacob shook his head right away. "No, no, no… that's too expensive. What if I end up unable to sell it, on top of that?"In his mind, while he could barely accept that pricing, he still needed Raymond to be able to afford it if he wanted to swindle Raymond for twice the money.Mr. Cardensky quickly chuckled, "Oh, Mr. Montague—now you're being too serious. In this business,
"Okay!"Mr. Cardensky smiled and pointed at a nearby farmyard. "There's our workshop—the good stuff is all in there. Allow me to take you there!"The farmyard seemed uninteresting at first glance, but Mr. Cardensky soon led them to the stables and brushed off the straws covering the floor, revealing a plank laid flat on the ground.Mr. Cardensky then lifted it, revealing a passage below—they had dug a cellar into the ground beneath, with the stables as an entry point.As Jacob followed Mr. Cardensky down the cellar, he exclaimed in awe, "Your operation is definitely big, digging such a huge cellar!"Mr. Cardensky smiled humbly. "Anyone working in the business would have sustained their losses before. In the end, we're all folk of humble origins, starting out with raiding tombs or excavating artifacts. Just digging a cellar is really nothing."As they conversed, they cleared the stairs and arrived at the main hall.It was certainly a hall as it was around a hundred square meters,
Zachary nodded repeatedly. "Mr. Montague? Very well!""Yes!" Jacob grinned smugly. "Longer last names are simply better—it just sounds so authoritative."With that agreed upon, both men alighted, where the master was waiting nearby.Seeing them get off, he hurried over to them, smiling, "Please, follow me."Zachary looked around and huffed, "Honestly, Mr. Cardensky, isn't this way too far from the highway? The road is narrow and terrible, and I have to park my car all the way out here. Just coming here is taxing."Mr. Cardensky smiled in turn. "My friend, that's exactly why we picked this place. Do you remember seeing a couple of cars parked by the road, occupying half of it?""We arranged for them to be there. Anyone coming by car would have to slow down that way, buying time for us to see who they truly are. If it's cops, our watchers would quietly text us while we clean the house and bail."Zachary exclaimed in realization, "You boys really run a tight ship!""For sure," Mr.
After working in Antique Street for years, Zachary's connections and influence were naturally special. And yet, though he was acquainted with some of the more impressive individuals, he was not that close with them either.For example, the forgery masters who worked specifically to deceive experts only accepted jobs from major clients, usually antique traders high in social status and wealth.In contrast, they wouldn't ever be interested in frivolous people like Zachary. Even if he could reach them, they might not look at him twice.If one would describe them as the cartel boss, then Zachary would be a low-level enforcer, managing night joints or goofing off.But now, Zachary had turned over a new leaf—he worked under Don Albert, so one of those masters was pleasantly surprised when he called one of them, inviting him to his own workshop for a visit and further discussion.As such, Zachary picked up Jacob and went over to the master's hideout where the latter worked on his count
Zachary was naturally shrewd enough to read Jacob's intention.In reality, he wasn't offering to pay just because he wanted the profit. He merely wanted to get in Jacob's good graces. After all, wouldn't Jacob be even more grateful that he wasn't just helping his revenge but also helping him make money?As such, he didn't hesitate to tell Jacob, "Well, chief—since you'll be paying, I will make sure that you will get every cent of profit that you deserve."Jacob was grinning ear-to-ear, but he said, "Oh, you don't have to! If we really are making a profit, there's no way I would let your good work go unrewarded!"Spreading his arms, he continued generously, "How about this? I will pay the full cost while you get twenty percent of the net profit!"Zachary laughed. "Now, that can wait, chief. We need to pay as soon as we decide on the item we want, and there's no time for buyer's regret. But if Raymond doesn't take the bait, all that money will go down the drain, and whether we can s
Zachary chuckled and continued, "Well, I went to Antique Street and asked around. Turns out our mutual friend only brought a few hundred thousand grand with him. If he messes up and loses all his money, won't it be over for him?""He won't just be broke either—he'd be humiliated and forced to fuck off from Antique Street. You'd get even then!"Jacob was at once excited.Just yesterday, Claire and Charlie were warning him that assault meant doing time.As the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association and the next presidential-hopeful, he would lose his place if he was charged with assault or being an accessory to a case.However, Zachary's plan was much better. Jacob wouldn't have to take responsibility, and the damage on Raymond would be even worse!In comparison, slapping Raymond meant nothing. Watching him go broke and get humiliated would really ease his heart!With that in mind, he promptly pressed Zachary, "Are you sure that prick will mess up?""I can't a
Jacob Wilson was in his office at the Calligraphy and Painting Association, planning his itinerary in Dubai.Still, he was immediately thrilled when Zachary told him that there was progress, and he quickly said, "Come see me at the Calligraphy and Painting Association. We'll talk in my office!""Alright!" Zachary agreed to it happily. "Just wait, Mr. Wilson. I'll be right there!"Jacob then quickly told him, "By the way, remember to address me as the vice president when you're here. Got it?"Zachary was naturally sharp enough to understand why, especially around other members of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.Smiling, he said, "Don't worry, chief. You can always be at ease when I'm on the job!"Once he hung up, he drove to the Calligraphy and Painting Association at top speed.There were just a dozen people around the dozens of work cubicles although Zachary was curious about the personal effects or office tools in the cubicles.After asking around, a staff member le
Then, Mick continued, "I won't lie—Moore Group's bean counters have been eager to get rid of Vintage Deluxe for a while now. It's only Miss Moore's insistence that keeps them at bay, even occasionally coming to check on how business is going. That means she holds sentiment for this place, but if she knows that Raymond is back and doing well, she might hire him again!"Zachary could laugh right then. After all, Mick was terrible at gathering information—he could worry about anyone taking his palace, but not Raymond. The man was fired because he had insulted Master Wade's father in-law, and Miss Moore was endlessly respectful—even obedient to Master Wade. There was no chance that she would hire Raymond back after what he had done, and Mick was just being paranoid.However, Zachary did not tell Mick that.As Mick was begging him to intervene and thus owing him big time, he would also be helping Jacob Wilson get even.Two birds with one stone, so why not?With that in mind, Zachar
Zachary then said, "By the way, I have some friends who have a lot of stock. How much capital do you have, Mr. Cole? I'll check if they have stuff that suits you, and you can partner with them."When Zachary asked how much capital, he was basically asking Raymond how much he would invest in his own business and how much he could spend on taking new stock as he was buying.As such, Raymond replied modestly, "I've been chasing my tail for a while, so I didn't earn more than a few hundred thousand. I definitely would have no issue taking items with rebates, but I'm afraid I can't afford premiums.""Alright!" Zachary nodded, having discerned the scale of Zachary's capital."I'll check on what's available and see if we can get a few personal deals."Raymond nodded. "Thank you, Zachary!"Zachary smiled, shaking his head. "Mr. Crane, please buy another fruit basket for Mr. Cole—I'll pay you later."Mick quickly said, "Oh, you don't have to, Mr. Evans! It's my pleasure, no worries!"Zach