"Not in a good mood, Little Brother?" Big Sis asked. "Let me take you to a fun place you've probably never seen before. I bet you'll definitely be interested in that place."Eric's face blushed slightly. How could she casually bring up that sort of place, especially with Elly around?Seeing the strange expressions on the Johnsons' faces, Big Sis added, "What are the two of you thinking? Elly, are you thinking that I'm taking your brother to have fun with other women?"I'm taking him to an underground boxing arena. Don't all men like violence? Just release some pent-up energy."Eric let out a sigh of relief. It would be awkward if Big Sis intended to bring him to a nightclub instead.Elly smiled sheepishly as she had misunderstood Big Sis as well.After a simple facial treatment, Big Sis and Eric left in the afternoon. Since Eric had nowhere else to go that evening, he thought visiting an underground boxing arena would broaden his horizons.Meanwhile, Elly sent Sylvia a message,

Not long after Brook left, Eric bade farewell to Big Sis and left the underground boxing arena as well. The fights were exciting, but he was not in the mood to watch.Instead of going back to the Rosewood Estate after wandering the streets, he returned to his rental apartment.It was a simple two-room apartment. There was no TV, and the stove was an old model. It had been empty for two months and had a musty smell.Eric sighed and chose not to clean it. He lay on the bed, gazing at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts.-Meanwhile, Sylvia was losing her mind back at the Rosewood Estate."Damnit! He actually managed to affect my mood!" Sylvia paced around the living room."I'm not going to wait for him to come back anymore!" She put on her shoes, got into her sports car, and left the mansion.She went to a nightclub owned by their family and started drinking a lot. Her third brother, Connor Williams, grew worried."Sylvia, control yourself! If Sylvester and Brook find out you're d

After work, Eric didn't wait for Sylvia.When he got back to the Rosewood Estate, it was already 7:00 p.m. The drive took him two hours, even though it usually only took 30 minutes.At home, he headed to the kitchen as usual to cook. Conversations with Sylvia had become rare.After dinner and a short break, he began practicing his punches. Due to the intensive training in recent days, his punching speed and strength had notably risen.During a series of punches, the rope securing the punching bag snapped. He frowned.Sylvia observed him silently, aware he wasn't merely practicing his punches but rather channeling his pent-up frustration."What's the point of using the punching to vent? If you're tough enough, go punch the wall," she said casually.Eric was not foolish enough to punch a wall. Without saying anything, he took a shower, returned to his room, and locked the door behind him.Sylvia pursed her lips, went back to her room, and locked her door as well.-Life continu

Shortly after, Elly returned and sighed in relief, seeing Craig had left."I never thought he would end up like this. And I certainly didn't expect him to pester me like this," she lamented.Sylvia approached Elly. "You should still call the cops. If he keeps bothering you, it will affect your business."Elly nodded. She understood that if she had a favorite nail salon and a beggar kept bothering her, she would probably avoid going there.Soon after, two police officers came and took some details before departing. They gave Elly their contact information, saying she could reach out if Craig reappeared.Elly felt relieved. With the police's help, Craig would likely stop causing trouble.After lunch, the nail salon got busy. There weren't many similar shops around, and her affordable prices had made her business thrive."I'll be busy for a while. Why don't you two go out and take a walk?" Elly suggested.However, they turned their heads away and remained silent.Eric had decided

"10,000 dollars?" Puzzled by Richard's question, Hank frowned.Richard chuckled and said, "I miscalculated! It should be 20,000 dollars!"Hank suddenly came to realize what Richard was talking about.Hank was livid. "Richard Johnson! All you care about is money! The 20,000 dollars is what Eric and his girlfriend donated to repair the road in the village. It's none of your business!"Richard immediately retorted, "What do you mean none of my business? Don't forget, Blake adopted Eric!""He's just an adopted son, and Elly is already married. If something happens to Blake and Melinda, guess who will have to take care of them? Me!"When they get sick, I'll have to spend money on their treatment. When they die, I'll have to spend money on their burial. Everything needs money!"If they don't give me that money, who else will?"Hank gave Richard a stern look. "What kind of twisted logic is that? Alright, enough already! Your son is doing so well, and you're fixated on Blake's meager e