As the internal audit group passed through the crowd, George Spencer looked down, his face pale and distant. Everyone around sensed that something was terribly wrong.Before Preston could go to meet his father, four Eden Group security guards approached him and Envira."Are you Preston Spencer and Envira Deneuve?" one of the guards asked with a displeased and mocking tone."Yes," Preston and Envira answered cheerfully, still thinking they would be treated as VIPs."Leave this place now! You are not welcome here," the guard commanded sternly, as two other guards started to push them toward the exit."Hey, stop it," Preston protested, his voice cracking with confusion, disbelief, and anger."My father, George Spencer, is a senior member here. What is your name? You will be fired if you do this to me.""My name is Jackson," the guard replied bluntly, pushing his head to gesture toward George being escorted out of the building. "Your father has just been fired. So get the fuck off this bu

"Victoria," Sophia replied, knowing it's still hard for many people to accept different class marriages."He is a project leader at the company I work for. A good person and also handsome, if that’s what you’re asking."“So it turns out to be true,” Victoria sighed in disbelief.Sophia quickly tried to change the topic. “What made you call?”“My dad can’t see me being happy unemployed forever. He wants me to move to Blackwood City.”“You?” Sophia couldn’t believe what she heard. “You, from a second-tier wealthy family with assets of $1 billion? Why are you moving to this small city?”“I need your help, Sophia Deneuve.”Sophia laughed, “The Deneuves are only a fourth-tier wealthy family with assets of about $100 million. What help could we possibly offer you?”“Even the richest here are only third-tier, with around $500 million in assets. Nobody in Blackwood City can help you, Victoria.”“I have information, but you need to keep it a secret. Can you?” Victoria whispered.“My lips are s

Grandma Deneuve was walking with Jerry through the mansion's hall to her room. “How is Lionville?” Grandma Deneuve asked. “Did you build a good network there, Jerry?” “Grandma, in the capital city, the rank of the family is everything. Since they know I am only from a fourth-rank family in a relative remote city, none of them want to talk with me. It's so hard to build any connection.” Jerry continued, “That's why, in my opinion, marrying Victoria Cavendish is the fastest way to elevate our family rank.” Inside her room, Grandma Deneuve opened a drawer, and beside the drawer, there was a small secret compartment. When she put her hand there, a small bottle fell out. She handed it to Jerry. "Inside this bottle is a poison. If a woman comes into contact with it, she must make love within 30 minutes, or she will die. Use it on Victoria when you have the chance." Jerry looked at his grandma in shock. “Don’t ask where it came from. It was supposed to be used to get Sophia married to

The next day, Sophia and Alex strolled to the Plaza Hotel's restaurant, where they had planned to meet Victoria for lunch. Having not seen each other in a long time, both women had plenty of stories to share. Sophia's face lit up as she happily recounted their college days to Alex. However, her smile faltered when they arrived at the VIP section of the restaurant and saw Jerry already seated with Victoria. She was puzzled and a bit distressed—how could Jerry the eldest cousin be here? Despite her mixed feelings toward her family, she knew she had to maintain politeness. As they approached Jerry and Victoria, Sophia took on the role of the introducer. "Alex, this is Jerry Deneuve, my cousin, the first son of Uncle Andrew," she said, trying to ease the tension. “Jerry, this is my husband. Alex.” Alex, attempting to be cordial, extended his hand for a handshake. However, Jerry stayed seated with a disdainful expression, casting a sidelong glance at Alex while leaving his hand hangin

In the hushed VIP lounge, Sophia's hands shook as she took the gleaming, unfamiliar golden card from Alex, a man she thought she knew.When she was on the capital city, a few first-ranked family guys had tried to date her, each flaunting their own golden cards.She examined the card carefully, noting it was slightly different from those of her acquaintances."Victoria," Sophia called out hastily, "check this golden card, I think it might be fake, right? I never seen this one."Sophia handed the card to Victoria, as she inspected the card, flipping it several times, then sighed, "I think it's real, though it's different from the usual first-class family cards. I believe this golden card is only used by the very top of the first-class families. It's made of an old gold and has a floral pattern signifying a link to the Royal family. Not all first-rank families have access to this."Sophia looked suspiciously at Alex’s calm face. "Don't tell me it’s yours."Victoria and Jerry were already