All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Someone then approached our group with a clear intent to engage Jethro. Knowing my dislike for such superficial conversations, Jethro stood up and whispered to me, "Just wait for me a moment. I'll deal with this and be right back." He then strode off to meet the newcomer."Wow, what's your secret, Rina? How did you make Jethro so affectionate with you? Is this even the same cold-hearted cousin I knew?" Freya exclaimed, her eyes wide as she watched Jethro leave.I responded with a gentle smile, amused by Freya's dramatics. Jethro's cold demeanor was reserved for those he disliked. As his wife, he would never treat me that way.After hearing Freya's words, Mason glanced at me with a calm expression but chose to remain silent. An elegant young woman then approached him. Dressed in designer clothes, she looked like a wealthy heiress."Hi, Mr. Mason," she greeted him with a slight blush, her demeanor a mix of nerves and admiration.Freya and I shared an understanding glance. Who would’

"I can’t wait even a minute longer," Jethro asserted with a nonchalance that was almost disarming. He sounded as if he were discussing the weather.Jethro's words left me speechless. I blushed awkwardly and stole a glance at the driver. It was one thing to be impulsive in private, but I wondered how Jethro could be so unabashed with someone within earshot.The driver—a picture of professionalism—kept his eyes on the road. Upon reaching a small fork, he turned off and drove for a while. Once we were a good distance from the main road, he brought the car to a stop. Silently, the driver exited the vehicle and distanced himself with practiced discretion. I was speechless at how well the driver understood the situation. How many times had Jethro done something like this for the driver to act so efficiently?"Now that there’s no one to disturb us, we can start," urged Jethro as he grinned devilishly. In the next moment, he moved closer to me, his jacket already off.I put my hands agains

I was agitated, but Mom didn't seem angry. Instead, she was quite amicable. I had expected this from her though."How much do you think you’ll need?" I asked, grappling with my displeasure toward Sean's girlfriend.The wedding date was set, and despite my reservations, I knew backing out wasn't an option. I decided to help, considering a rural wedding wouldn’t be too costly. My savings should cover it."Probably about 100,000," Mom stated a number that staggered me."100,000 dollars?! Are you joking, Mom? What kind of lavish wedding requires that much?"In the countryside, a wedding costing 15,000 or so would be more than adequate. The leap to 100,000 was bewildering and excessive."It's not solely for the wedding. It includes a car purchase as well." Mom’s voice lacked confidence, probably realizing she was asking for too much."A car? If the wedding costs 15,000, why the need for an 85,000 dollar car?" I frowned, feeling a surge of anger.Every time Mom asked for money, it wa

"Th-That's not what I meant! You’ve misunderstood me!" Tiffany said in alarm."If you're genuinely in love with Sean and want to be with him, then that's great. We welcome you to the family. But if you're with him for some other reason other than love, then you should make your exit now. My husband may be rich, but he's not Santa Claus. We’ll help if Sean's ever in genuine trouble, but that doesn't mean we’ll acquiesce to ridiculous demands. Do you understand me?" One should never say yes to even the first of a gold-digger's requests. People like her wouldn’t just stop there."What the hell, Serena?! You can't talk to Tiffany like that!" Sean raised his voice and rushed to her defense as Tiffany turned pale. "Hey, don't take this to heart, okay? Rina’s got this annoying temper so it's not a you-thing. It's a her-thing. But you don't have to worry, okay? She always listens to my parents, and my parents listen to me.” "Sean, let me repeat myself: I'm not buying you a car and neithe

While I was anxious about how Mom would receive Jethro's rebuttals, I still sighed in relief. She now understood why thoughts, right? Jethro had made my stance clear, and he squeezed my hand as though he had sensed my anxiety. Mom stopped calling, and Sean was radio silent, too. It was as if they had faded from existence. This uneased me a little, and at one point, I wondered if I should call Sean and ask about Tiffany. I didn't do it, though. I still thought it was better for them to break up. I was not opposed to my brother starting his own family, but I wanted him to be with someone who truly loved him, and Tiffany was not that person.I thought that was the end of the drama. Little had I known how wrong I was.*I was out on a walk. It was good for a pregnant mother to get some exercise in. The majordomo was on a day's leave that day—she had something important at home to attend to.My phone then rang with a call from Doris. I honestly wished I could just decline her call—not