"Mr. Wesley, please come back with me, the Wesley family needs you!"
"Lord Wesley asked me to apologize on his behalf to you. He has been feeling so sorry all along. He really loves you! "
"For compensation, you will get full control of the Macro Vision, one of the major enterprises of the Great Wesley, which will facilitate your smoother takeover of the entire family in the future."
On a bustling street in the Emerald City, a young man dressed plainly stood there with a bottle of milk in his hand. He stared at the richly dressed old gentleman in front of him, his expression indifferent.
"Watch your address to me! No Wesley here! Since he expelled me from the family ten years ago, Jason Wesley has died. Now standing in front of you is Jason Gray!"
"I don't need his so-called compensation, or any charity. I have no interest in inheriting the Wesley family, either. Instead, I would be more than happy to destroy it!"
Upon hearing this, the old gentleman's face became very embarrassed, seething with anger but remaining silent.
"Just kidding, don't be so nervous. Anyway, don't disturb my peaceful life! This is a warning!"
Jason strode away, leaving behind the depressed old gentleman.
He had to hurry up and deliver the warm milk to his wife, Susan Brown, who had a stomach upset recently.
Three years ago, a mysterious elder brought Jason to the Browns to propose a marriage.
As old Brown owed the elder a debt of gratitude, he married his granddaughter Susan to Jason Gray to repay the favor.
It was the 70th anniversary gala for the Brown Group today!
As a member of the Brown family, Susan would definitely drink at the banquet.
……
At the Ritz-Carlton, a five-star hotel where the Browns was holding the banquet.
Magnificent decorations of the banquet hall, silver tableware everywhere on the buffet table, precious drinks and delicious food from all over the world...
"The Chairman of the Tidal Group presents a million-dollar night pearl, congratulating the Brown Group on its continuing prosperity."
"David Duke, the eldest grandson of the Duke family, presents a high-quality sapphire, wishing Mr. Brown a long life and continued success for the Brown Group."
"......"
As expensive gifts were presented one after another, everyone in the Brown family, especially old Brown, were all smiling.
"Jason Gray, son-in-law of the Browns, presents a bottle of milk!" Mocking voice from a man sounded.
The sudden turn caught everyone off guard and make them burst into laughter.
A bottle of milk? Gift? Was it a comedy program?
"Jason Gray? The notorious useless son-in-law of the Browns?"
“He was so ridiculous!”
“......”
Many guests were whispering and talking about him.
"Jason, how dare you bring a bottle of cheap milk as a present? Don’t you know grandpa was lactose intolerant? You useless loser! You are embarrassing the whole Browns!"
The man’s angry voice sounded again, and it’s from Robert Brown, the eldest grandson of old Brown.
Obviously, he purposed to humiliate Jason, just like the way he had been treating Jason for the past three years.
And Jason knew it was because of Susan, who was the biggest obstacle to Robert inheriting the family business, so he is always targeting at them.
However, Jason didn’t respond to his ridicule. He only scanned the crowd to look for Susan.
At this moment, an exquisite beauty in an elegant formal dress hurried over, frowning as she said, "Jason, who permitted you to come here?"
This breathtaking woman was none other than Jason's wife in name, Susan Brown, famed as Emerald's foremost beauty.
Jason held up the milk and said innocently, "You feel sick to the stomach and can't drink so much, so I brought you some warm milk."
"Milk? Do you know what day it is today? It is the 70th anniversary gala for the founding of Brown Group? But Susan, you two bother us with a bottle of milk. Have you no shame?"
Robert Brown snorted in contempt, and the entire banquet hall erupted into laughter.
Blushing amidst the ridicules, Susan felt a surge of grievance and her eyes reddened.
"Jason, did you come just to embarrass me?"
Since her grandpa had suddenly married her to the penniless Jason Gray, anyone would feel it a pity that the foremost beauty of Emerald was ruined by a useless man.
Although Jason Gray was only a submissive househusband, he had never made unreasonable demands of Susan Brown.
Susan never disliked Jason, but he was far from her ideal husband. Her husband should be capable and motivated man.
If Jason Gray were the prince charming in her fantasy, she would never suffer such humiliations all these years!
At this time, Margaret Brown also spoke up.
"OMG, Jason, you are really lovely! You always remember to bring Susan a bottle of milk, but Susan doesn’t seem to appreciate it. Hah hah..."
Margaret Brown was Robert’s sister, and just like her brother, old Mr. Brown always spoiled the two of them while Susan had been overlooked.
"Dear Margaret, you look so pretty tonight!"
As Margaret Brown finished speaking, a young man in a suit immediately stepped forward, holding an ancient looking long box in arms.
He was Christopher, one of Margaret Brown's simps.
“Mr. Brown, I’ve heard that you are an antique collector, so I spent one million dollars on this, a sword of ancient China. It is called Tai’a Sword, which can only be of the greatest value in the hands of a wise and knowledgeable elder like you.”
He flattered old Brown in a loud voice as he opened the box.
"One million dollars!!!"
People in the hall erupted with exclamations.
"Christopher is indeed talented and capable. Margaret is so lucky."
"Indeed, compared to Christopher, Jason Gray isn't even worth a dog!"
“......”
When they saw such a shabby-looking short sword’s worth a million dollars, they highly praised Christopher.
If he wasn’t pursuing Margaret, they would probably introduce unmarried females of their families to him.
However, Jason frowned as he had been observing all this.
In his memory, the only Tai’a Sword should be in the collections of Wesley family. Why was it shown here?
Moreover, how could Tai'a, the legendary sword of the Chinese emperors, be worth just one million dollars? A bunch of ignorant guys!
"Chris, my dear, you are so kind! I feel very proud of you..."
As she spoke, Margaret Brown had already stepped forward to hold Christopher's hand and looked at his face affectionately.
Hearing her words, Christopher also raised his head arrogantly and looked at Jason with contempt.
Margaret turned her head to look at Susan then.
"Susan, look how excellent my boyfriend is! Compared with Christopher, your husband really shames the Browns."
"Your pretty face is of no use if you end up marrying a loser!"
She finally defeated Susan, the cousin who had been better in appearance and ability than her all the time, even though through her suitor.
Facing Margaret’s humiliation, Susan didn’t refute, but the expression on her face showed that she was angry.
"Absurd! What there is to be proud of in presenting a counterfeit antique?"
Jason chuckled, and then the whole hall fell into silence with a faint sentence. Counterfeit? How is that possible? No one would offend the Browns on such an important occasion! "Jason Gray, you idiot! What do you mean ‘counterfeit’? You must be talking nonsense because of jealousy about Chris!" At Jason's words, Margaret's eyes flared in an immediate fit of rage, glaring at him venomously. "Margaret, You should improve your cultural literacy more, instead of being fooled by your boyfriend with a fake here and losing the face of the Browns." Jason replied. Upon hearing Jason’s words, Christopher seemed to be a little nervous, but he still firmly looked at Margaret, as if to say. “Sweetie, trust me! That bastard was framing me out of jealousy!” "Enough, Jason! Don't speak anymore." Susan's face turned even darker. What had gotten into his husband today? How dare he speak so audaciously in this gathering? Admist the accusations and disapproval of the guests, even she felt that
Standing beside his grandfather, Robert Brown was taken aback. He knew well that the Ruby pendant was not the one lost by the Brown family. The entire Brown family was familiar with old Brown's entrepreneurial tale, and they knew that nothing was more important to him than recovering the two Ruby pendants. Therefore, he had gone to great lengths to forge this Ruby pendant. Seeing that his grandpa was siding with him, Robert was instantly relieved of his worries. "You, a useless son-in-law, have an understanding of jewels? This unique treasure, I guess you've never even seen one before, dare to question?" "Where is the security? Security, aren't you going to get this troublemaker out of the banquet?" Robert Brown yelled at Jason Gray, feigning rage. "James, you really should discipline your useless son-in-law. He's causing a ruckus at the Brown family gathering again and again!" Anthony Brown, Robert's father, also stood up and shouted at Susan's father. He knew that once his s
"Wesley?" "There's no famous Wesley family in Emerald City, where does it come from?" "Could it be... the Wesley of Metropolis Central? That massive commercial empire standing at the apex of the world!" "Do the Browns have any connection with the Wesley family? It's too inconceivable!" The guests couldn't help but speculate, startled by their own theories. However, old Brown clearly knew that there’s no connection but only a huge gap between Brown and Wesley. A senior gentleman, about sixty and clad in a suit, walked into the banquet hall, followed a group of subordinates, with various betrothal gifts in their hands. Boxes of gold coins, countless jewels, a dozen or so antiques of obvious value... Seeing the treasure continuously brought in, the members of the Brown family were dumbfounded. They had never seen so many treasures in their lives. They couldn't help carefully examining each piece, careful as if afraid to touch, fearing those treasures couldn't afford any damages.
The next morning, Jason brought Susan to Macro Vision Group, where brisk professionals exuded elite astuteness. Three businesses thrived in Emerald City - real estate, jewelry, and medicinal herbs. Located in the central region, Emerald City's flat fertile land was perfect for cultivating herbs. That was the core of Brown Group's enterprise. The contract Susan aimed to sign was for sales. Brown Group had massive stock, and Macro Vision had the top distribution channels. It would be a powerful alliance. The Browns could then dominate the market, becoming the biggest herb supplier in Emerald City. This deal would elevate their status significantly. Many companies desperately wanted this contract, offering tempting conditions. Susan had no confidence the Browns had any edge to secure it. Was success really possible? "Jason, are you...sure I can?" Susan asked uncertainly, biting her lip. Jason smiled reassuringly. "Trust me, Macro Vision's boss is my friend. You definitely can. I'l
On the other end, Robert laughed loudly, thumping his chest in excitement. "I knew Brother Christopher loves jewels. Once Grandfather sees the sales contract and Susan is crushed, with Southside Branch in my hands, the pendant is yours." "Poor Susan, quite the pathetic creature. I'll make sure everyone sees your failure," Robert sneered sinisterly, elated at the thought of Southside Branch becoming his, and the profits it would bring. After hanging up, he hurriedly called Grandfather Brown and the others to meet. Soon that lucrative branch would be his! Just thinking about it thrilled him. Meanwhile at Macro Vision Group, the satisfied Christopher Anderson hung up just as a dark-faced man appeared silently at his door - deep eyes chilling. "Daniel...Mr. Smith?" It was none other than Daniel Smith, the son Jason had seen with John Smith. Daniel's face was stony. "Exploiting power for personal gain, Christopher? You've got some nerve. Have you forgotten what I told you?" His word
"Grandpa, Robert's contract is already invalid. I also have a contract here!" Saying so, Susan handed her freshly signed contract to old Brown. Although a little displeased, old Brown still took it with patience to look over. Just when everyone was anxious, old Brown suddenly frowned and looked up sternly, scoffing, "Susan, I know you're under a lot of pressure, but you shouldn't try to fool me with a fake contract." "Do you know you can face serious legal consequences for this? And this forgery is too preposterous!" Upon old Brown's words, the Brown family relatives were secretly delighted. "A fake? I knew there was no way she could have signed when we all failed. Only Robert had a chance with this contract." "Shame on you Susan! I always thought you were so well-behaved, never expecting you to do something so foolish. Are you trying to get kicked out of the Brown family together with that useless Jason Gray?" "That's right, that's Macro Vision Group you dared to forge a contra
With old Brown's words, the relatives all shut their mouths instantly. Even Anthony Brown didn't dare make a peep, and no one dared to retort. Robert Brown was as frustrated and upset as if he'd swallowed a dead fly. No matter how unwilling he was, Grandpa had already spoken. How could he defy him? The office had been thrown into disarray earlier, so Susan didn't want to bother with him anymore. She left with Jason first, using preparing materials as an excuse to head home. The old Brown and uncles also left, all in pretty good moods. They were going to earn big this time, but it remained to be seen if it would be enough to redeem the other pendant. The relatives crowded around again, clamoring indignantly, "Robert, we can't let Susan Brown gain power anymore, or we'll all have to look at her face everyday." "That's right. Even a useless fool like Jason dares to step over our heads. It's truly infuriating..." Robert Brown gritted his teeth as a sinister look flashed in his eyes.
This commotion attracted some attention. Many glanced at the black card in Jason's hand, unable to look away. What was that card? Why was it pitch black? The onlookers were all wealthy figures or members of prominent families, with accounts at every major bank. Yet none had seen such an oddly ugly bank card. "What rubbish is that? Picked up from some trash heap?" someone sneered. The female clerk also frowned at the black card. Nowadays, all sorts came in, but bringing a shabby card to buy a sapphire necklace? Working here over a year, she had seen everything. But never this worthless-looking card. No doubt it was empty. She immediately scoffed, "Are you done? A sapphire necklace worth millions, and you want to buy it with that card? Is it a supermarket coupon? Or a barbershop membership card?" "Judging by how you're dressed, you probably don't even have a hundred dollars to your name. A light bulb here costs more than your net worth. Ever heard of biting off more than you can c