Chapter 1135

Claud arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he clinked his glass against another’s..

“No problem.”

Cicely smiled back, tilting her head back for a sip of her drink before resting her hand on Crysti’s wheelchair handle. “Looks like I gotta thank Chloe for hooking me up with an easy and energy–saving way to make money.”

Crysti looked up at her, “Are you tight on cash?”

“Hell yeah.” Cicely swirled her drink around, her eyes scanning the crowd in the banquet hall, “What do you think all these folks are here for if they aren’t after money?”

Crysti, after going through the ordeal with Philip and Melinda, seemed to have a clearer understanding of certain things. She didn’t dwell on Cicely’s words, but her meaning was clear as day.

Everyone was hustling around the edge of a money–centric whirlwind, like walking dead. No matter how rich anyone in the room was, they were all still scrambling for money and power.

She seemed lost in thought, and Cicely gently tapped her on the back of the head.

“What are you thinking about? Don’t overthink it, you’ll just end up getting bored.”

It sounded like a joke, but she was dead serious. Once you thought too deeply about everything, you ended up feeling… pointless.

“Mmm, just keep living your life, your most

through her hair, nodding in agreement, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. “I’ve thought about it, but I pick my men based on their face, their voice, their body, I’ve gotta like what I see. But most importantly, I gotta feel something. It’s hard to find a guy like that…” Hearing this,

her face, a curious expression playing across his own. The so–called curiosity was simply because his face was typically stoic, any small change

chuckled, “What do you think of Claud?

looked into Claud’s eyes, nodding in approval, “Mr. Watson, you have a great

Cicely’s brazen appraisal and her choice of

Cicely, are you implying that I should be your sugar daddy?”

as her gaze roamed over Claud

is very handsome and has an excellent demeanor? What else are you

a feeling! If I don’t feel anything for him, wouldn’t your brother end up getting hurt in

“You… enough already!”

shifted from Claud and she looked at Crysti, breaking

feelings and take anyone’s kindness, can

“I’ve never kept a woman before, but if Ms. Cicely really needs it, I wouldn’t

hadn’t expected the usually stern Claud to join in on

his words were veiled, anyone could tell he was agreeing to be Cicely’s sugar

A guy with extreme mysophobia,

“Ha… can you stop messing with me? I doubt you two could even have a simple chat,

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