My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Harley turned around and saw Laurel Blair. The Blair family and Harley’s mother were distant relatives, so she had known Laurel since they were kids.

But they had only met a few times when they were kids. It wasn’t until middle school when the Blair family leveraged their relationship with Harley’s mother to get a job at Hart Group, that they moved to Emerald City. Only then did she start seeing Laurel more often.

However, Harley didn’t really like the Blair family. In fact, the Blair family was from the same village as Harley’s grandmother.

Of course, since Harley’s mother was an orphan, Harley’s grandmother was actually an old lady who had saved Harley’s mother back in the day. Later on, Harley’s mother started to consider this old lady as her own mother and brought her to live together in Emerald City.

Even though Harley’s grandmother has passed away, Harley’s mother still cherishes the kindness she received from her.

Harley’s father would accompany

hand, was constantly trying to establish a relationship with the Hart family, leveraging their distant kinship with Harley’s grandmother and the favor they had

at Hart Group. This finally brought

“The Blair family only owes a small debt of gratitude to our grandmother. At most, they could just give some money. So why did you arrange things

any favors. So, why not give them a bigger favor instead? Whether it’s money or a position, it’s all trivial to me. Since

like how Laurel is always sticking to me, acting all sycophantic,” Harley said unhappily. The way Laurel looked at her always gave her the feeling that he

genuine intentions. and ulterior motives. As the heir to the Hart family, many people won’t be sincere with you, simply because you’re beneficial to them. But don’t feel sad about it. In life, everyone can’t treat you with sincerity. Finding just one person who does is actually enough.”

with Laurel’s somewhat lecherous gaze, a hint of disgust flashed in Harley’s eyes: “What a coincidence, I’m here to have dinner with a

get going, Calvert,” Harley said, eager to leave. She really wasn’t in

was going to let Harley

forward, blocking Harley’s path: “Since it’s just a meal, why don’t we eat together? Coincidentally, I’m also having dinner with a few kids who are