Although Priscilla and Frederick were together, Frederick had no intention of meddling in Priscilla's business affairs.However, something struck him as odd. George and Wade looked more like father and son than uncle and nephew.Priscilla's expression flickered at George's words. While she hadn't officially agreed to Wade's request, she wouldn't embarrass him in front of everyone by refusing the invitation he'd obtained for her.The few CEOs around originally felt a bit guilty toward Vivianne.Last night, they suddenly received a call from Grace. They thought Grace wanted to talk about cooperation with them, so they directly refused.To their surprise, Grace revealed the Miller family had received an invitation from the Monroe family. She threatened dire consequences if they dared to back out of their deals with Priscilla.They didn't believe that Priscilla could receive an invitation from the Monroe family. But when Grace appeared in front of them with the invitation, they were
The room fell silent as everyone turned to stare at George.Realizing his slip-up, George quickly backpedaled, "What I meant was, how did you know I asked Mr. Sirius for the invitation? Since when is it your place to casually mention Mr. Sirius's name? If I hadn't gone to ask for the invitation, would Priscilla have had such prestige?"Despite George's attempt to maintain composure, the others in the room remained skeptical. However, Vivianne, knowing the truth, saw the panic in his eyes and chuckled, "You're right, Priscilla doesn't have that kind of prestige."George feigned calm, and the other people in the private room did not suspect anything.However, Vivianne, who knew the truth, could see the panic in his eyes.She laughed and said, "You're right, Priscilla certainly doesn't deserve such prestige. But I know exactly who Mr. Sirius is honoring."George's heart sank as he looked at Vivianne's confident smile. It made no sense that she could possibly know the invitation wasn
Seeing the opportunity to exact revenge for the humiliation he had suffered at Frederick's hands, Wade quickly rose to his feet."Stop right there!"Vivianne could no longer suppress her anger and declared with her chest puffed out, "What? You want to fight, huh?"She pushed Frederick in front of her. Seeing Frederick standing straight before Vivianne, Wade instantly backed down, swallowing nervously and instinctively hiding behind George."Uncle George, Frederick is a skilled fighter. Even together, we're no match for him."George's brow furrowed. The information he had gathered on Frederick didn't mention his fighting prowess. But what did fighting skills matter in this situation?"So what? He wouldn't dare hit me. Striking me would be making an enemy of the Monroe family. Does the Danbury family want to be erased from Jenaire City?"Wade's heart leaped with relief. Even if Frederick was a skilled fighter, he wouldn't dare to attack George.Just then, George's phone rang. He
An elderly gentleman dressed in a tuxedo and leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the room.Upon seeing the elder, George rushed forward and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Earl, l, these are the two individuals who claim that even Mr. Sirius should respect them."Earl scrutinized Vivianne and Frederick. The man was ordinary-looking, and the woman, aside from her beauty, had nothing particularly remarkable about her. He shook his head dismissively and smirked.Sensing Earl's gaze, Vivianne instinctively took two steps back. It was an aura of authority that made her feel suffocated.She carefully examined Earl. The tuxedo he wore was a custom-made piece from Joavil Tuxedo, a brand that was extremely difficult to acquire, even with wealth. It was a true symbol of status!Her own father only had two sets, which he rarely wore, saving them for her wedding day. The cane in his hand, adorned with an egg-sized ruby, was worth a fortune. Was this the legendary member of the Monroe family? Eve
Earl observed Frederick from afar.Despite scrutinizing him, he couldn't see anything particularly noteworthy about him. Nevertheless, he decided to probe cautiously, "Young man, are you acquainted with Mr. Sirius?"Frederick shook his head slightly; he didn't know Mr. Sirius personally. Their only interaction had been an unexpected phone call from him. "I'm not familiar with Mr. Sirius, and Gerard is the only member of the Monroe family I know."Wade laughed out loud from the side. "Still boasting, huh? You don't even know Mr. Sirius; why would he respect you? And who is this Gerard Monroe? Who knows, who or what is this Gerard anyway?"Just as Wade finished speaking, George, who had always doted on him, suddenly slapped Wade across his cheek.Wade's face had already been injured repeatedly, and though George's slap wasn't as forceful as Frederick's or Tyger's, it still stung enough to make him wince."Uncle George, why did you hit me?" he complained.George glared, winking fra
Grace and Wade exchanged triumphant grins upon hearing Earl's declaration. When the Monroe family promised bankruptcy within three days, it was a death sentence. Once the statement was issued, no one in the province would dare risk the Monroe family's wrath to save the insignificant Danbury family. The slightest pressure from the Monroes would reduce the Danbury family to rubble.Priscilla felt a pang of sympathy. "Frederick, just kneel and apologize. Why drag the Danbury family into this because of you?"Frederick scoffed at Priscilla's words. "I have knelt only to the heavens. An old man like him expects the same? Nonsense! Priscilla, after three years of marriage, you still misunderstand my spirit." Priscilla was taken aback by Frederick's words. He had always been humble and polite, but beneath that exterior lay an unyielding pride.However, in the face of the Monroe family, all pride would eventually lead to a broken and shattered end.Priscilla shook her head helplessly.
Earl's expression was unusually serious as he pulled a red, gold-embossed invitation from his jacket and walked shakily over to Vivianne."Ms. Danbury, this is from Mr. Sirius."Earl had only known to deliver the invitation to Vivianne Danbury, without knowing her appearance, which had led to the confusion.A thrill of excitement coursed through Vivianne as she accepted the invitation. She unfolded the card with trembling hands and saw her name emblazoned across the page."See, I told you!"Triumph flashed in her eyes as she glanced at George. "Didn't you promise to kneel if I had an invitation?"George swallowed hard, now cautious not to offend Vivianne further, but kneeling was out of the question.He stammered, "It was a joke, you can't take it seriously.""You!" Vivianne's face darkened, but there was little she could do.At that moment, Frederick stepped forward. "So, your repeated demands for Vivianne to kneel were also a joke?"George was momentarily speechless and poi
Earl's eyes widened in disbelief. "You... want me to kneel?""I told you there'd be consequences for demanding me to kneel," Frederick replied, his voice glacial.Earl's jaw clenched. His glare was searing. "Do you understand the name I bear? I am a Monroe! Have you considered the repercussions?" Vivianne tugged Frederick's sleeve. "Frederick, perhaps reconsider..."Although Frederick was a lifesaver to the Monroe family head, the Monroe family valued honor above all. This humiliation would invite not just resentment, but potential retaliation.Frederick shook his head. "He crossed my line. This is his own doing."Understanding the futility of further defiance, Earl shifted tactics. He said softly, "Young man, I misjudged you. Please accept my apology. If I truly kneel on behalf of the Monroe family, it won't bode well for you either."Earl was cunning and shrewd. He began with a deferential bow and addressed Frederick as a "young man,". It was a seemingly respectful shift.