I Am the Ruler of All

Reene bit her lip lightly. "I'm not talking big. Dad, Mom, I'm really grateful to you two for adopting me, putting me through college, and giving me the money to start my own business. That's why I'll do everything I can to make life better for both of you until I can pay the 150 million back to you," she said before turning to Ysabel. Then, she continued, stressing each word, "That being said, Mom, Kingsley's more important to me than everything else, so please don't ask me to distance myself from him anymore!"

Ysabel wasn't the slightest bit touched by her words, though. Instead, she retorted with an angry snort, "I think you've let this little b*stard bewitch your mind! How are you gonna make us live well if you're not marrying Mr. Kean?!"

At this moment, Mia sneered from the sidelines, saying, "Aunt Ysabel, I'd say you should stop trying to use Reene to get the upper hand over our family already. Let me tell you this: Reene can never hold a candle to me in her lifetime!"

"Why can't Reene hold a candle to you?!" Ysabel raised her eyebrows in anger. She warned, "Mia, you'd better stop acting cocky in front of me! You don't have Young Master Ethan to back you up anymore, remember?"

on the Windsors? I'm telling you, I could find another rich and powerful man

do you mean? Could you have landed yourself a

gotten a new boyfriend already? Why didn't I know

before turning to look at Ysabel and Reene with disdain. "But since Aunt Ysabel wants to use Reene to grind us down, I can't hold back

me another well-heeled son-in-law,

the other hand, Ysabel curled her lips with a ghastly expression. "Tsk! Could you have found

think you're good-looking! You're just an orphan, after all, and there's no way a real young man of the upper class is gonna marry a low-born woman like you! You only deserve to be with this piece of garbage, since you both have lowliness bred in your very bones!" Then, she turned to point at Kingsley toward

Clap! He said with a chillingly frosty look in his eyes, "What did you say

screamed in a shrill voice. "Let go of me! How dare you lay a hand on me in