Sigmund was taken aback. They had barged into the Marshall family’s headquarters, yet claimed they weren’t here for the family? What a joke!"Then, may I ask who you’re looking for?" Sigmund asked in bewilderment."Clear the way."Primo commanded coolly, and the guards parted like a wave, revealing a path forward.Walden and Sigmund scrutinized Primo carefully, realizing they didn’t recognize him.But judging by Primo’s attire, they concluded that he was no ordinary man.Hiring a team of guards was not difficult—many wealthy individuals could afford a squad. But Primo’s sophisticated style was unmistakable, signaling a refinement beyond what nouveau riche could achieve. True aristocracy took time to cultivate, a depth that money alone couldn’t buy.Primo straightened his clothes, adopting a more serious expression as he stepped forward along the path formed by the guards, stopping at the meeting room door.Frowning at Walden and Sigmund, who were blocking his way, Primo said irritably
Seeing someone actually rolling in, Riker and his men were slightly surprised, then burst into laughter."Where did this brat find an actor like this? A real performer! When told to roll in, he actually rolls! I need to hire actors like this in the future; they’d make perfect partners.""Doing something like this for money, it’s shameless. And to think this coward is the head of the Silva family—it's just hilarious.""How much does it cost to hire someone like this? I’ll pay ten times as much if you crawl over here and bark like a dog."Riker’s group ridiculed Primo, and all of Primo’s inner anger redirected towards them.“Young Master Reynolds, I’ve rolled in. These people were disrespectful to you; please allow me to teach them a lesson on your behalf.” Primo said sincerely, still in his rolling position.Alexander smiled: “Your attitude is decent; get up. I’ll leave them to you.”“Thank you, Young Master Reynolds. I’ll make sure to teach them a good lesson.”Primo breathed a sigh o
Riker froze, lowering his head in submission.“Young Master Reynolds, what would you like us to do with them next?” Primo asked respectfully.“They’re just insects. My wife is merciful, she dislikes killing. You can go.”Alexander said lightly.Eleanor cast a sidelong glance at Alexander, barely holding back a smile.Riker and his group, visibly relieved, scrambled to their feet, bowing as they mumbled: “Thank you, thank you, Youn
In the Marshall family’s meeting room, after Alexander left, Laurie and Tommy gradually regained consciousness.Laurie had only fainted briefly, later pretending to stay unconscious, while Tommy had been genuinely knocked out and had just come to.Holding his head in pain, Tommy fumed: “That useless Alexander, I really should kill him.""What? You didn’t see how the Silva family’s boss knelt like a dog, licking Alexander’s feet? I honestly can’t understand why! Did he lose his mind or something?" Laurie was both confused and full of resentment."You can’t change the fact that Alexander is useless. There’s definitely something fishy here!" Tommy yelled angrily.Walden took a deep puff, exhaling a ring of smoke, and said: “Stop shouting. We need to think carefully about Alexander. First, let’s find a way to get information from Eleanor and figure out what’s really going on. Alexander was never supposed to have any connection with the Silva family, yet you saw it yourself.""Better to be
Meanwhile, as Alexander and Eleanor returned home, they heard laughter coming from the living room, a sign that there were guests.When they entered, they found Valeria in a lively conversation with a woman about her age."Eleanor, come here. This is Aunt Sims. She usually held you when you were a baby.” Valeria enthusiastically introduced the woman to Eleanor, completely ignoring Alexander by her side.Aunt Sims’ name was Jean Sims. Her appearance was modest yet undeniably high-end, wearing luxurious brands. On her finger sparkled an enormous ruby ring, and a Vacheron Constantin watch adorned her wrist.Jean, though opulently dressed, had once been Valeria’s colleague. However, years ago, her family business abroad called her away from Golden Harbor, and she took on part of her family’s operations.Now, under Jean’s management, her business had flourished, with much of it handed over to her son, Cisco Sims.Cisco handled the company’s affairs competently, but his marriage prospects h
As the mother and son stepped out of the hotel, a Rolls-Royce Gust was parked at the entrance.Although the Gust is one of Rolls-Royce's more basic models, it still costs over 1.5 million."We should really just stay home. Going out in such a lowly car like this is embarrassing for me.” Cisco said resentfully upon seeing the Gust.Back overseas, the lowest-tier car Cisco drove was a Rolls-Royce Phantom. When he went out, he usually took his Bugatti Veyron, worth over 9 million."This small town is what it is, just go with it and stop complaining. Your main task here is to secure a daughter-in-law for me.” Jean instructed.They both got into the car, and Jean took out her phone to call Valeria, informing her of their upcoming visit.Valeria hung up the phone, suddenly energized as if she’d taken a stimulant.She glanced over at Eleanor, Rodger, and Alexander, who were seated at the dining table, and announced: “Jean’s coming over. Everyone, stop eating and get ready to go outside and g
Valeria glared at Alexander’s back, then leaned close to Eleanor and said softly: “Don’t feel sorry for him. The sooner you cut ties with this deadbeat, the better.”“No way, we’re not breaking up.” Eleanor replied firmly.“What am I supposed to say to you? You’re standing before a tremendous opportunity, yet you’re being foolish.” Valeria said, frustrated and disappointed.“When Phineas was here, you said the same thing, urging me to divorce Alexander to be with him. Now Cisco shows up, and you’re saying the same thing—divorce Alexander to be with Cisco. What do you really think of me, Mother?” Eleanor said angrily, a hint of resentment in her voice.Valeria blushed, clearly flustered: “It’s normal for people to seek better prospects. Who hasn’t done a bit of ‘finding a steed after losing a donkey’ before?”Eleanor turned away, her face cold, and took a seat far from Cisco.Jean and Cisco’s expressions soured, and Valeria tried to smooth things over: “My daughter is stubborn. Please,
"Mr. Paddy, you’re truly invincible. Soon you’ll be the ruler of Golden Harbor.” one of his men flattered."Hahaha, you really know what to say. When I’m king here, you’ll have your place in Golden Harbor too.” Paddy laughed heartily."Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Paddy. I’ll do my best.” his henchman replied, thrilled."Tell the guys to head to Strickland Hall quickly."Following Paddy’s command, the convoy sped towards Strickland Hall like a bullet.At Strickland Hall, the manager, dressed in traditional attire, led Cisco and Jean inside, explaining as they went."All of Strickland Hall’s decorations are genuine antiques we’ve collected. It’s one of our defining features compared to other establishments.""The stones, channels, columns… all genuine, long-standing relics. The pine and cypress trees are hundreds of years old, brought down from the mountains. You could say every tile here speaks of history."Rodger nodded repeatedly, and Valeria’s mouth dropped in astonishment as s