A voice called out from beside the woman. "Susan, what are you looking at?"Susan turned her head, looking somewhat dazed. After a moment of silence, she replied, "Jason, I saw someone... He looked like Timothy Yeager."Jason's expression soured immediately. "What's going on with you? Yesterday, you mentioned him. Now, you're bringing him up again. Do you still have feelings for him?"Susan quickly shook her head. "No, of course not! We broke up so long ago, how could I still have feelings for him? I just saw someone who kind of looked like him, and that's all."Jason stared into Susan's eyes. With a frown, he questioned coldly, "So, where is this person who looks like Timothy? Where is he?"Susan pointed hesitantly at the Rolls-Royce driving away. "I think... he got into that car."Jason rubbed his eyes and stared at the back of the Rolls-Royce for a long time before bursting into laughter. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes due to how hard he was laughing."Susan, did you
"Why are they waiting for me?" Timothy asked."The Reginald family said they received some information and want to tell you in person," Zack replied.Timothy raised an eyebrow. He hadn't planned on going, but Zack's words piqued his curiosity.Suddenly, his phone rang. When Timothy saw the caller ID, he couldn't help but smile and answered with a grin, "Hey, Darling. What's up?"On the other end, Mavis felt a shiver run down her spine. She pouted and chastised, "Can you talk like a normal person? Do you always have to sound so sleazy?""How am I sleazy? We're engaged, which means we're basically married. I think calling you 'Darling' is perfectly acceptable, isn't it?""No, it isn't! We're just engaged and not married yet. If you want to get married, you'll need to earn ten billion dollars first. Also, let me remind you that a few days have passed from the agreed date whereby you promised to earn 100 million dollars. How much have you made so far?"Timothy yawned lazily. "Making
"Welcome, Mr. Yeager!" Timothy glanced around stoically and waved his hand. "Get up, all of you. Who's in charge here?"A middle-aged man with a buzz cut and dressed in a luxurious suit stepped forward. He greeted Timothy respectfully, "Mr. Yeager, I'm Calvin Reginald, the current head of the family. If you have any orders, just let me know."Timothy nodded. "I heard you have something to tell me. What is it?"Calvin turned and signaled to several bodyguards dressed in black. In the next moment, the guards dragged out a man whose face was covered in blood."Mr. Yeager, this man was the intermediary between the Reginald family and Norgon. So, he has information about Norgon," Calvin reported.Timothy narrowed his eyes. A wave of chilling pressure radiated from him and enveloped the man.The man trembled violently and collapsed to the ground. He felt as if he had been plunged into a freezing abyss. His breathing became labored, and it seemed like his body was about to give out
Timothy turned his head and saw Cassian behind him. Cassian was dressed in a white casual suit. His hair was neatly styled, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His features were sharp and handsome, and he held a champagne glass in his hand with a smile.Timothy glanced at Cassian and took in the insincere smile on his face. He smiled back mockingly and said, "Why… If it isn't Mr. Kramer? What's the matter? Do you need something from me?"Cassian scrutinized Timothy from head to toe and frowned slightly. Timothy's cheap outfit was completely out of place there. Moreover, what was he even doing here?Although Cassian regarded Timothy with disdain, he kept a polite smile on his face. "Timothy, there's an important event here today. People who have no business here aren't allowed to enter."Timothy scratched his head and grinned. "Sorry, but I'm not just anyone. My wife is here, and she asked me to come."With that, Timothy didn't even look back and strode confidently toward
Mavis felt an overwhelming urge to cry. She shouldn't have asked Timothy to come over. She glanced at his dirty coat, torn jeans, and the expression on his face, which only magnified her exasperationMany of the guests present also noticed Timothy, and without exception, they all frowned slightly. Although they didn't say anything, their eyes showed obvious disdain. Mavis' face turned bright red with embarrassment. She wished she could hide herself in a hole.Just then, a gentlemanly figure holding a glass of champagne walked over elegantly. Cassian had a polite smile on his face as he said, "Mavis, I had been busy downstairs and didn't have a chance to greet you. It's only been a few days since I last saw you, but you've become even more beautiful since then." Mavis smiled slightly and replied, "You're too kind, Mr. Kramer. There are plenty of ladies here today far more beautiful than me. It's young and talented people like you who are truly rare." A proud smile stretched
Mavis noticed Isabelle approaching too, which caused her to frown.The scene of Isabelle mocking and humiliating her in the courtyard that day was still vivid in her mind. Moreover, there had always been disputes among the prominent families.She and Isabelle had never gotten along, and she couldn't figure out what Isabelle wanted now.While Mavis was deep in thought, Isabelle had already strutted over in her high heels. She was dressed in a diamond-embellished hollowed-out strap dress that left her shoulders bare. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she carried a white handbag. From head to toe, she exuded a distinguished elegance.Mavis' frown deepened. As their gazes met, a subtle tension seemed to fill the air.Mavis stayed silent, while Isabelle's beautiful eyes sparkled. She smiled warmly and greeted, "Ms. Jefferson, how have you been lately?"Mavis smiled slightly and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Ms. Barton. I've been doing very well."Isabelle
Timothy casually lit a cigarette. After a moment of silence, he smiled faintly and comforted Mavis. "Don't be so pessimistic. The outcome hasn't been decided yet. Don't worry. I have a feeling that this order will be yours."Mavis was stunned and looked at Timothy skeptically. "Why do you say that?"Timothy grinned cheekily and replied, "It is because your husband is blessed with good luck. If I say this order will be yours, it will definitely be yours."Mavis rolled her eyes. She had thought Timothy would say something of some value, but it turned out to be another instance of his unfounded rambling.She sighed softly, feeling a bit sorrowful inside. Other women found reliable men who could lend a hand when they were in trouble. But why did she end up with someone like him?While Mavis was lost in thought and dismayed, she didn't notice some "waiters" gradually closing in around her.But of course, their subtle movements didn't go unnoticed by Timothy.In recent years, Timothy
The man who kicked Timothy's leg felt as if he had kicked a steel beam. Timothy remained unfazed and unaffected. He, on the other hand, was in excruciating pain!The two men immediately sensed that something was wrong. Just then, a sinister laugh rang out."Having fun?"Their hearts missed a beat as they turned to look at Timothy, only to meet his cold and piercing gaze. They instantly felt an ominous sense of danger and tried to retreat, but Timothy's hands shot out like a vice and grabbed both of them by the throats. He lifted them up and smashed them onto the table full of wine and various food.The table was overturned, and the sound of bottles and dishes shattering rang out as the floor was instantly covered in broken glass and tableware. The loud noise immediately drew the attention of most people in the hall. Many pairs of eyes turned toward the commotion.The rest of Cassian's men exchanged glances, stunned by the scene before them. None of them had expected Timothy to