The Ex and Her Riches

Craig stared at her with a profound gaze. “How can that be considered selling? I’m just helping you to select a better husband.”

Jennifer looked at him in disbelief. “Craig, we live in an era that advocates freedom of marriage. If the price to regain my status as the daughter of the Newton family is the loss of my freedom and right to make my own decisions, I’d rather stay an orphan my whole life!”

Faced with her vehement objection, Craig quickly softened his tone and pulled her back to his side.

“There, there. This is just a discussion, so there’s no need for you to get so angry. If you insist on disagreeing, I won’t force you.”

Jennifer finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to accompany him to socialize.

Meanwhile, over at Gwendolyn and Cedrick’s end, under their joint efforts, Harris Group successfully landed a substantial international trade offer as they wished.

They would meet the other party to discuss the contract details the following day.

Cedrick shook hands with Horace on Gwendolyn’s behalf.

“Ms. Harris, I look forward to our future cooperation,” Horace uttered politely in his less-than-fluent Chanaean.

Gwendolyn smiled. “It’s a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Horace.”

After settling that matter, Horace was swiftly whisked away by other guests.

Cedrick and Gwendolyn shared a knowing smile.

He nonchalantly wrapped an arm around her slender waist. “Gwenny, don’t forget the reward you promised me. You can’t stand me up this time no matter what.”

She pursed her lips and nodded earnestly with a smile. “You did well tonight, helping me secure a considerable deal, so I should praise you properly.”

Looking at her exquisite face, Cedrick felt his heart flutter. An urge to carry her back to Harrick Villa and ravage her to his heart’s content washed over him.

After attempting to suppress his burning desire for some time, he still failed to contain himself. He leaned close to Gwendolyn’s ear and whispered, “Darling, how about we slip away early and head back to attend to more pressing matters? We can’t waste this beautiful night entertaining others.”

address matters one by one and cannot skip

too much force. Her gesture

with the other guests.

sturdy waist teasingly before turning around

watching her graceful retreating

rang out beside him,

and saw a

Yelena Dion, was slightly taken aback, seemingly

remember me anymore, Mr. Jenson? I’m Yelena, the third child of the

glance, noting only her pink chiffon dress and barely registering her looks.

attitude

matter what, we knew each other when we were young. Can’t you

at the wine glass in

Yelena was rendered speechless.

Jennifer, stopped abruptly in her tracks and turned around to glance in Cedrick’s direction because she thought she heard a girl calling

saw an alluring young lady standing in front of Cedrick. I just left his side, and already, his admirers

and she decisively retraced her steps, ready to reclaim her position as

her spot, showing no signs of embarrassment. “You’re so cold, Mr. Jenson. I heard that after you became a father, you devoted yourself wholeheartedly to your family. Now, it seems the rumors are indeed true. You’re reserving all your gentleness to

He was about to correct her when he caught

she emitted a formidable and

Yelena to disregard Gwendolyn’s presence. “Ms. Harris, you’ve become prettier. I heard that women who have given birth will have saggy stomachs,

so I rested extremely well during my confinement period.” She took a step forward

was a little stunned and baffled. “What do you mean by that,

her arms around Cedrick’s and uttered indifferently, “He’s a married man. Ms. Dion, you’re still single, right? In that case, you should be hitting on those single young men. Besides, ‘Ms. Harris’ is how my business partners and subordinates usually address me. Since you merely live off your family and are attending this banquet as a guest, you can’t call me that. You should address

authority. She extended

in her eyes seemed to be

listened to her dissing the pretentious young woman

astonished, she replied awkwardly, “I apologize for my ignorance. I should have addressed you as Mrs. Jenson. There have long been rumors that Mr. Jenson is under the thumb of his wife. Now that I’m seeing it with my own eyes, the hearsays are indeed true. Nevertheless, you don’t have to think of me as your enemy. It’s not good to keep