"Ow, James." Amanda sneered with her arms around her chest, "You're my cousin's husband, and I respect you for that, but that doesn't mean you can rudely interrupt me.""Yeah," James nodded with a smile. "But I think I can.""Then, let me tell you." Amanda raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully, "My parents have run restaurants abroad for many years. We have never seen a delivery guy that could buy a multi-million-dollar house. You're such a bad liar."At this point, Amelia also felt a bit puzzled why James looked so confident. She knew Amanda was wrong because Ava didn't have the money to buy such a big house.Ava's career had just taken off. When she was the director of the branch company, her monthly salary was less than 10 grand.In addition to the house rent, water and electricity bills, and the 3,000 dollar pension for her parents, Ava had to support James too. Those expenses aside, she could barely save any money.Therefore, there was no way she could afford such an expensiv
"Well, Elliot, didn't you just tell me that if I bought a house in Downvilla, you will swallow the glass?" James jutted his chin and raised the glass held in his hand. "As a top student who graduated from Havard university, you will keep your promise, right?" "Enough, James," said Ava in a low voice. "Don't go too far, will you?" Hearing that his wife stopped him, James decided to let him go. However, the more generous Ava and James were, the more shameful Elliot felt. Having been proven wrong so fast, Bryan gritted his teeth, furious. "Amelia," Lisa cleared her throat and said, "Can't believe that James is so good... At trading stocks." Fortune was fickle, having been looked down upon earlier, Amelia made up her mind to get her dignity back. "Oh, I guess you guys already know it." Amelia straightened up and jutted her chin forward. Then, she said triumphantly, "Actually, I haven't been informed in advance. Maybe James wants to give Ava a surprise." In fact, beside Lisa and her
"Mr. Meyer, it may have skipped your mind. I'm Elliot Forcados, Director of Life Long Collectible," he replied. You complimented me at the recent Euro-American conference."Elliot Forcados?" Henry Meyer frowned, trying to remember him in his head.The Life Long Collectible was an expansive business with countless employees. It had branches in major cities across Europe and America, not to mention the domestic market. Therefore, he could not have remembered all of his employees by name."Oh, it's you," he acknowledged, even though he could not recall who he was."You can call me Elliot, Mr. Meyer. By the way, I'm here with my fiancee's family for dinner. It'll be our pleasure to have a drink or two with you."Elliot suggested, fawning over Henry like a Dog trying to please its master. The latter got his drift immediately.Elliot was trying to flaunt his connections in front of his relatives."Are you getting married?" Henry played along and asked casually. "Congratulations!""Thank you
Elliot broke out in cold sweat upon hearing Henry's words. As things took a sharp turn and started heading south, Elliot was flustered and fear started bombarding his mind. "Mr. Meyer, please give me another chance, he pleaded again. His mind was blank. He had no idea how things had progressed to their current state. Nothing seemed to be making sense. Was James not a delivery man? How did he know Henry Meyer? Did the CEO of Life Long Collectible just decide to fire him because of James Miller, the loser? "Give you another chance?" Henry sneered. "You've tried every trick In the book to cheat using my company's name. Do you honestly think I will let you stay to cause further damage?" He was furious. "Mr. Meyer, here's Elliot Forcados's information," Henry's assistant handed a tablet to him. Henry glanced at the briefly and scoffed, "I'm curious how someone with a piece of paper from a degree mill could land a job as a director at my branch office. I must have a word with the pe
"James..." Ava tugged at his sleeve nervously. She realized that a scoundrel like Elliot would not just walk away and leave them alone.James patted her hand reassuringly before looking at Elliot and said, "The next time you try to pull the wool over someone's eye, leave the fake Vacheron-Constantin watch at home. it's so embarrassing!"There was a collective gasp in the room as all eyes turned to his watch.No one suspected that it was fake. In fact, they were impressed by it."I may as well be dead," Amanda's sob turned into a piercing cry upon hearing James' remark. She wanted to kick herself for letting Elliot Forcados take advantage of her naivety and trust.Joseph Bailey tried to ease the gloomy atmosphere in the room. "Bryan, don't he upset over this," he looked at his brother-in-law and said with concern.Meanwhile, James whispered to Ava as he held her hand, "Let's go dear."She took a deep breath and agreed. It was pointless for them to stay on in such an awkward situation.
"it's a small thing, not worth mentioning," James looked straight ahead on the road, his hands on the steering wheel. "Moreover, Henry Meyer didn't bother to mention the incident, and I have no intention of reminding him. In my case...""In my case, my parents would not believe you even if you tell the truth," Ava finished his sentence. She knew her husband like the back of her hand.James smiled and did not reply, he continued to drive in silence.On the other hand, Ava regretted what she said and lowered her head. Even though James was unhappy in the past, he seemed to have changed recently.More importantly, Ava knew better than anyone that she would not be able to hold on to her general manager position at the branch office if it was not for James. He was always supportive and humble."I owe you so much, James," she put her hand on top of his and said softly."Don't worry about it," he shook his head without care.___The next day___James started preparation for moving into the ne
"Isn't it just an antique collection?" James asked indifferently. "No big deal.""You're such a country bumpkin," Patrick Moore sneered. "Boastful and impatient. Are you for real? Unbelievable!" He shook his head in resignation."So you are the legendary loser son-in-law from the Bailey family, huh?" A young man stood up and said sarcastically. I bet you are an expert for living off your wife, I would like you to teach me, the man laughed. But don't fool yourself by pretending to be an expert on antiques and appraisals.""Well said," another man in red sunglasses agreed. Stop talking nonsense in front of Mr. Zinolesky, for crying out loud. Your wife's reputation would go down the drain as well. You may end up without a provider," he scoffed."A loser like you with no money or status to speak has the nerve to talk about an antique appraisal. Get lost!" Another man spat at James.Before long, everyone started hurling rude remarks and disdainful comments at James Miller."Yes, I'm pennil
"This Jade bangle should be an antique from the silk road. It was a gift from China to a Roman emperor. They originally came in a pair but one was accidentally broken by the treasure hunters who dug it up from some ruins. The only one left found its way onto the antique market and passed through quite a few hands before ending up here." "If I didn't recall wrongly, when the media mogul of HonorGrave, Benson weather's daughter got married last month, she wore this very Jade bangle." Henry said, "Mr. Zinolesky, may I remind you that Benson's weather daughter is Mr. Davis Grey's goddaughter. Do you think a leading authority on antiques like Mr. Davis Grey will give a fake jade bangle to his goddaughter as a wedding gift?" "As for this inkwell here," eyeing it disdainfully, James scoffed, "it's not exactly an antique, but neither is it fake. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to patch up and repaint an old, almost completely broken inkwell. "The handiwork is not bad though. Mos