Hearing the old man's question, Mr. and Mrs. Smith became rigid. This old man was a magician. He said that because of a sentence, Mr. and Mrs. Smith adopted Arthur back then. This magician promised to adopt Arthur to help them gain more wealth than others. However, the primary condition was to ensure that Arthur couldn't rise and couldn't become someone successful... Mr. Smith trembled and said, "We tried... We even denied him a good place to live, we didn't let him study at prestigious schools... but he still grew up, matured..." With every word Mr. Smith spoke, the atmosphere in the room seemed to grow colder, and finally, his voice grew smaller and smaller until he couldn't say anything more. The voice of the mysterious magician became somewhat resentful, "Truly useless." Mr. Smith hurriedly spoke, "We harmed him to the point of imprisoning him, making him lose everything, but now he's back. He not only didn't become insignificant, but he also rose once again! Fate is truly

Jessica noticed that Scarlet's car was no longer following behind her, and she couldn't help but sigh of relief. She then quickly stepped on the gas pedal to return to her mansion.Thinking about Scarlet's question earlier, Jessica suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in her heart. Three years had passed, but what did the events from three years ago mean? Even if Arthur's innocence had been proven, their feelings had already cracked beyond doubt. An invisible barrier seemed to separate them from that moment. Perhaps it was when she desperately cursed Arthur, or maybe it was when Arthur seemed a little weary and stopped explaining...They had predetermined that they couldn't return to how they used to be.Jessica blinked, feeling her cheeks grow cold. It was only now that she realized tears were falling from her eyes.She chuckled bitterly, wiping away the tears, and then walked into the house.Stanley was sitting in his office, dealing with work. Due to the pressure from Mr. Adel

Curtis almost turned purple with anger when he saw Arthur's smile. However, he seemed reluctant to leave now. He quickly turned to his older brother, sobbing, "Big brother, how can you let that guy into my party like this?! Call the guards and kick him out!"His voice was booming, attracting the attention of many people around. Yet, no one dared to say anything, as almost everyone in the city knew Curtis's temperament too well. They watched Arthur with expectant eyes, waiting for his response.Arthur, unaffected by Curtis's angry outburst, calmly walked toward him, with Adel following closely behind him. Seeing Arthur approaching him, Curtis, accompanied by Lance—who had given him a shove at the wedding—couldn't help but twitch, visibly nervous. He tried to move closer to Asta, forgetting he was now a middle-aged man in his forties, not a child.Arthur looked at him, smiling, and said, "No need to be so agitated. I even have an invitation card personally written by Mr. Asta here

Raymond had taken only a few steps when a soft body leaned against his back, and his waist was embraced.A gentle voice, as ethereal as Lumie's, echoed, "I truly love you, Raymond. I love you regardless of your status. Can't you give me a chance? I can give you everything that Jessica can't. Most importantly, I love you... whereas Jessica doesn't."Raymond's mind was always scheming, but Lumie's final words had indeed struck a chord within him.To the extent that his entire body trembled uncontrollably.Yes, Jessica would never love him, no matter how hard he tried.She always saw him as a friend, a brother; he could never compare to Arthur in her heart.Even though Arthur had hurt her so much, she still trusted him deep down.At times, Raymond, in his desperation, wondered where he fell short compared to Arthur.However, he could never find an answer, which only fueled his anger.Why was it always Arthur? Why did Arthur always get everything while he could only follow behind?He was

Under the invisible pressure of the SB Group, the Smith family was becoming increasingly ruined with each passing day. It had started to decline since Arthur was imprisoned, but under the current pressure, those vulnerabilities became even more pronounced.Mr. Smith sat in the president's office, looking extremely grim. However, at this point, he no longer had the strength to struggle or get angry.Suddenly, the door to the president's office opened, and the person who entered was none other than Will. Mr. Smith looked at him and asked, "How are things going?"Will was incredibly angry, nearly seething. "That Raymond guy didn't even bother to answer his phone! What the hell is he thinking?!"Mr. Smith's eyes turned red, and he stood up, knocking over things on his desk. Will knew that Mr. Smith was starting to lose control again. Lately, there had been too many incidents, and Mr. Smith's outbursts of rage had become far too frequent. Will had even begun to get used to it.Mr. Sm