“Do you personally know Mr. Fairwell, cousin?” asked Bea as she looked at Gerald who had remained silent throughout their journey home. She had found it strange that Mr. Fairwell had personally come all the way here just to give her a car without any good reason. The fact that not many people actually knew about her true identity also made the situation much more suspicious. To top it off, Gerald had just asked for her identity card number this morning! Sensing how respectful Mr. Fairwell had treated her cousin earlier, Bea felt that something was definitely up with Gerald. “Not at all!” replied Gerald as he shook his head. It wasn’t a lie either since this was truly the first time both of them had met. “Then why would he come all the way out here just to hand me a car? Are you sure it isn’t because of any of the connections you know?” Naturally, Bea wasn’t looking down on Gerald. However, she knew that his family’s situation wasn’t any better compared to her own. Or that’s

“Serene County? Hahaha! That’s him alright!” said someone from the crowd as the rest of them laughed. “Oh god, for real? Gerald the pauper’s actually your relative?” replied Marilyn, her shock apparent on her face. “Sadly, legally, it’s true. However, the Yalemans have and will never acknowledge Gerald as part of our family!” said Yura with a wry smile on his face. Giya herself didn’t really care what the others had to say about him. Instead, she was simply excited that he was possibly coming! “Will Gerald be coming later, Yura?” asked Giya. In response, Yura nodded before saying, “I assume Bea’s bringing him over! Speak of the devil!” As soon as his sentence ended, the door opened and Bea entered. Seeing that Gerald wasn’t present, Giya couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious. “Didn’t that bumpkin come along, Bea?” asked one of the girls there. Since Bea was usually regarded as the lowest in rank within their family, nobody usually took her seriously. It was the reason

“You… You smoke these kinds of cigarettes, Gerald…?” Everyone felt like they had just received mental slaps to their faces. This was especially so for Yura. To think that he had specifically brought along cigarettes that he had asked his friend to buy for him all the way from M country. The ones he had were really precious and expensive. He had honestly been waiting to pass them around so that the crowd would praise and admire him. After all, when a young man went out, the first thing people would tend to notice would be his attire. Next, they would see what kind of watch he was wearing. Last but not least, if he was a smoker, they would definitely want to identify what brand of cigarettes he smoked. All these worked together to establish a man’s ‘grades’. To Yura’s dismay, he was the one who ended up receiving the mental slap once Gerald took his own box of cigarettes out! “I don’t usually smoke. I just grabbed these as I was heading out today!” explained Gerald. He hadn

“Classic French? What is even going on anymore?!” Everyone was utterly stunned. Seeing that a top socialite in Yanken was behaving so respectfully toward Gerald, Bea was extremely happy. “Regardless, it’s truly been an honor to meet you here today, Mr. Gerald! I’ll be personally bearing all the expenses of anything you order here tonight!” said Delilah as she politely stretched her hand out toward Gerald. In her eyes, the value of befriending such a powerful figure as Gerald certainly outweighed the cost of one night’s bill. In response, Gerald reached out as well and shook Delilah’s hand before saying, “It’s a pleasure, Miss Delilah!” After Delilah finally left, the room was greeted by an almost pressuring silence. Yura in particular, felt like he had just received the most massive slap in his life. He had been completely embarrassed in front of all the others. “…C-could I… Try one of your cigarettes, Gerald?” asked one of the cousins there as he looked at Gerald. After se

“Why don’t you come over here?!”It was at this moment that one of Brandon’s rough and stalwart men tried to take advantage of Gerald’s conversation and grab Giya over to their side.However, someone caught hold of his wrist as soon as he reached towards her.The crisp sound of his arm bones cracking followed.The man’s wrist was forcibly bent to an extremely jarring angle.Argh!The person started squealing miserably like a pig that was about to get slaughtered.After that, Gerald grabbed the man’s hair with all of his strength before his head was sent slamming towards the marble wine table in front of them.Boom!With a loud crashing sound, the marble wine table was smashed into pieces with the poor man’s head.Blood poured profusely from his skull as the man convulsed on the floor. “What?!”Suddenly, Brandon awakened from his drunken stupor.Much to his surprise, this young brat was actually stronger than he anticipated. After all, that goon of his was one of his stron