Paul nodded generously and said, Before planning to relocate the company to Pras City, I had already started learning about the city’s situation. After all, this company is the life’s work of my father—I can’t just bring it to an unfamiliar environment without any preparation.Alan couldn’t help but praise, Mr. Paul is so meticulous in his work and has such foresight. I believe you will definitely thrive and prosper in Pras City in the future.Paul smiled and replied, You’re flattering me, Mr. Alan.After speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something. Looking at Alan, he asked curiously, Mr. Alan, your name is Alan Smith, and you also know Chairman Claude of the Ritz-Carlton. Could it be that you’re from the Smith family of Neon City?Alan had never expected Paul to guess his identity so quickly. However, he knew that Paul was merely making a guess—and he could never admit to such a thing.Just as Alan was about to speak to deny it, his father-in-law chimed in with a laugh, Paul,

The luxurious executive suites at the Ritz-Carlton are second only to the presidential suites. Each can accommodate up to four people and costs over 10,000 yuan per night—undoubtedly extremely lavish. The fact that they could afford to stay in such suites when traveling, with one suite per person, is more than enough to prove Arina’s family has immense financial strength.After saying their goodbyes, Alan and his father-in-law walked out of the hotel together.As soon as they stepped through the hotel gate, Gilmore couldn’t help but tilt his head back, take a deep breath, and then let out a long sigh.Seeing Gilmore sighing with emotion beside him, Alan couldn’t help but ask, Dad, what are you sighing about?Gilmore wore a worried look and said, I really never would have imagined it—I never thought Arina would be living so well in the US, let alone that her family owns their own law firm. Compared to her, I’m truly good for nothing...Alan smiled and spoke up to comfort him, Dad, I don

After that, Old Mrs. Mill looked at her and sneered, You don’t think I’m dirty, but I think you’re dirty! A shameless, rotten woman like you doesn’t even deserve my leftovers. Pah—I’d rather pour them out or feed them to dogs than give them to you!Only then did Ivy realize she’d been tricked by the old woman. She didn’t even bother wiping the food off her head; she broke down in tears and wailed, How long are you going to torment me? I’m already suffering so much—why won’t you let me go? All these years, even though we’ve never gotten along, have I ever hit you? Have I ever laid a finger on you? But how have you treated me? You’re trying to drive me to death!Old Mrs. Mill let out a cold snort, her voice full of disdain: Do I have to wait for you to hit me first before I can hit you back? If you’d shown me respect, behaved properly, and politely invited me into the Tomson Yipin villa, would I have treated you like this?Ivy sobbed, I know I was wrong—I really do! If I ever get a chan

Mia nodded awkwardly. After thanking Verity again, she hurried out of the beauty salon.Once outside, Mia couldn’t stop thinking about this problem.Given her mother’s personality, if she had really spoken to Ms. Verity like that on the phone, it meant she must have had money—otherwise, she would never have dared to talk that way.But Mia clearly remembered that just yesterday noon, her mother had tried to ask her father for money to get a facial at the salon. Later, she had even asked Alan for money, but Alan hadn’t given her any.In other words, her mother had been penniless at that time.So why, not long after that, had she lashed out at Aunt Verity over the phone?Could it be that she had suddenly come into money in that short span of time?And where would that money have come from?Even if she had really gotten rich, why would she need to disappear?Was it really because she had become wealthy and then looked down on Mia and her father?Given her mother’s character, it wasn’t ent

With that, Gilmore led Arina straight into the kitchen.Mia looked at Alan curiously and asked, What was Dad talking to you about? You two looked so secretive, like you were hatching some shady scheme.Alan thought to himself: I definitely can’t tell you that your dad asked me to keep an eye on you—or that if your mom comes back, I have to carry her away by force, and knock her out to carry her if I can’t otherwise.So he let out a chuckle and said, It’s nothing big. Dad just told me to take good care of Paul and make sure he doesn’t think our family is bad at receiving guests.Really? Mia’s face was full of disbelief.Alan said earnestly, Of course it’s true! Didn’t you hear him tell me to make tea for Paul just now?As he spoke, he quickly gestured to Paul and said, Come on, Paul. Let me treat you to this high-end tea my father-in-law bought at a steep price.Alan figured that Paul, an American—even if he had half-Chinese ancestry—had grown up in the US and probably didn’t know much