"What are you doing here?" Jean Jordan frowned, surprised to see Cedric Brown at the property management office."I'm just doing a part-time job, learning how to transfer ownership for clients," Cedric replied casually, trying to come up with a reason that wouldn't raise any questions from Jean."Part-time?" The surprise on Jean's face faded. If he wasn't working as an agent, what else could he be doing here?"Since you've chosen to do this, you should take it seriously. I’ve heard that if you do well, earning over a thousand dollars a month isn't a problem," Jean said, her tone softening as she offered some advice.Cedric nodded, but the thought of earning over a thousand dollars a month meant nothing to him now. He wondered how Jean would react if she found out that he had actually bought her house.The agent paused for a moment, then understood Cedric's implication and smiled slightly. "Oh, so you two know each other! That's great. Cedric is doing a part-time job with us. I came by

Cedric Brown was led into the VIP room of Molton Restaurant by the manager, feeling utterly confused. What was going on?"Excuse me, I didn't make a reservation," Cedric said."Hello, sir. It was arranged by Farrah for you," the manager replied with a slight smile. She was also surprised that Farrah would personally make such an arrangement. After all, not many people got that privilege!This left Cedric puzzled. Was the woman he saw outside earlier the one who made this arrangement? But since it was already set, he decided not to overthink it and followed the manager into the VIP room.As they passed through the main hall, Cedric suddenly spotted Jean Jordan sitting at a table, staring blankly at her phone with a forlorn look in her eyes.She looked stunning today, dressed up in a knee-length dress that showcased her long, shapely legs. Jean's skin was flawless, as white as jade. Cedric couldn't help but admire how beautiful she had become.He remembered the nights a few years ago wh

"Are you still pretending? You think you can actually eat at Morton’s?"Tiffany was feeling ecstatic. She had just sacrificed her looks for nothing and was still fuming about it. Now, seeing Jean Jordan look down on Cedric Brown made her feel so much better. Did he really think that just because he found a bit of money, he could forget where he came from? A loser is still a loser; it was just laughable.Faton wore a smirk on his face. Cedric was still pretending; he was like mud that couldn't be molded!"Cedric Brown, you’re such a disappointment!" Jean Jordan shook her head, disgust evident in her eyes. She knew Cedric worked part-time at an agency, but did he really think that was enough to afford a meal here? Now he was lying without a second thought! He even had the nerve to claim he had dined here. Living in his own world of lies, he would never amount to anything. Jean felt a deep sense of disappointment. Not letting him sleep in her bed was definitely the right choice."You’re

Tiffany's words took Cedric Brown by surprise. She had always looked down on him. The last time she lent him money, it was under strict conditions—if he didn't pay her back by the agreed time, he would owe her double. In reality, it was like loan sharking, and without that stipulation, she wouldn't have lent him a dime, even if he begged.How could someone who looked down on him say something like this? Cedric stared at Tiffany, confused.Tiffany felt a wave of anxiety wash over her, even a sense of shame. After Faton had left earlier, she was furious. She realized how useless her boyfriend was—so spineless that he didn't dare stand up for her when she was being bullied. Compared to Cedric's calmness, Faton seemed like a coward!Suddenly, Tiffany recognized that Cedric's connection to someone like Farrah Moore might be a valuable asset. She had been genuinely scared earlier and needed Cedric to speak well of her to Farrah. Plus, after the way she had flirted with Cedric, he had seen q

After paying, Cedric Brown stepped out of the hair salon. As he was leaving, the beautiful stylist added him on WeChat and said he should definitely come back to her next time he needed a haircut.Cedric thought the stylist was quite skilled; his new haircut suited him perfectly. The transformation from head to toe left him amazed. Could he really look this handsome?As he walked out, he noticed a surprising number of people turning their heads to look at him. Women passing by couldn't help but glance back at Cedric. It wasn't just because he had spent money; it was his aura. He had a kind of understated charm that drew attention. Dressed in simple yet stylish clothes and sporting a fresh haircut, his handsome face naturally caught their eyes.For the first time, Cedric felt a bit awkward with all the attention. He was nervous; after all, he had never experienced this before. But as he continued walking, he began to feel more at ease, and his confidence started to shine through. This