This post has only been up for two hours, and there are already tens of thousands of replies. It shows how popular it is and how much people love gossip.The username of the original poster is quite distinctive - "Handsome Money Boy".Jessica almost burst out laughing, remembering the first time she met Mr. Marcus. She also mistook him for a money boy. It seems that Mr. Marcus and the term "money boy" have a connection!This Handsome Money Boy introduced himself as the star performer at a popular nightclub in City W on Friday nights. He even attached a photo of the bar as evidence, very clear and convincing.Jessica knew the bar well. After spending a lot of time there, she was definitely familiar with it. It was an upscale host club in City W, catering to lonely wealthy women. The quality of the money boys in the club was very high, with high academic backgrounds and excellent cultural literacy. Similarly, their prices were also extremely high, with some charging up to 100,000 dollar

"Mummy, we would be found out sooner or later. It's okay. The Smith family and the Walker family have known about our existence for a while. If let them leak the information, they would throw dirt on us. It's better for Daddy to take preemptive action. That's called being proactive!" Henry cutely bit into his toast, speaking unclearly. He innocently defended his dear daddy.Jessica was speechless about them. Mr. Marcus was ruthless, including both her and Henry in his plan. Along with the post on the forum that Handsome Money Boy wrote, which direction would this matter go in?It was getting more and more lively!If it was someone else's excitement, she might have enjoyed it with a cup of coffee. But if it was hers..."Jessica, are you angry?" Mr. Marcus asked, blocking Henry in front of him.Henry rolled his eyes at him. Oh, Daddy, if you married my mommy, you would definitely be henpecked!"Do you care if I'm angry?" Jessica coolly put down the newspaper. "You acted without consulti

As Jessica turned her head, she saw Marcus entering with a gloomy face, followed by Old Mr. Alston and Vincent. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and she frowned slightly.When Old Mr. Alston saw Jessica, his already grim face became even darker, and he questioned Marcus, "Why she is here?"Marcus glanced coldly and mockingly at him. "This is my house, and you have no right to interfere!"He sneered. Ironically, this was the first time Old Mr. Alston came to visit. Over the years, whenever he needed to speak with him, it was always a phone call, ordering him to come to the Smith family mansion.Old Mr. Alston glared fiercely at Jessica, about to say something, but Vincent stopped him, shaking his head as if to indicate not to provoke Marcus, as they were here to discuss something after all.Old Mr. Alston reluctantly suppressed his anger and commanded, "Get this woman out of here. I have something to discuss with you."Jessica frowned unhappily. Honestly, this old man was really a

Henry, at the door, smiled. His dad was truly clever.In a small way, Mommy might have the upper hand, but the final decision was always made by his dad.Since Mommy said that marriage was something two people in love should do, and she refused to marry him because Dad didn't love her. When Dad asked if he loved her and then she would agree to marry him, she nodded, wasn't it obvious that she loved him?The little boy chuckled mischievously. He always said that Dad's cunning was unmatched. Look at this proposal scene, how magnificent it was. He used various tactics and eventually got Mommy to say what he wanted.He truly admired Dad.Indeed, that love required skills. He needed to learn more, it would come in handy in the future!With a cup of water in her hands, little Henry elegantly walked into his bedroom. Mr. Marcus had no idea what kind of twisted example he was setting for his son!"You bastard!" Jessica's face turned red as she cursed. She really wanted to slap the smile off h

One afternoon, Jessica was reheating the soup that Henry had cooked in the morning when she received a call from Quincy."Old Mr. Lee wants to see me?" Jessica turned off the stove, grabbed her cane, and walked out of the kitchen. She pursed her lips, wondering why Old Mr. Lee was so determined to meet him.That day at the banquet, after seeing her, he seemed greatly affected.Well, let's meet then!Considering Quincy's her senior, she agreed, "Fine, I'm free in the afternoon.""Where are you? I'll come pick you up!" Quincy sounded a bit desolate when he said this. His people had told him that Jessica and Henry lived in Marcus's house. She had almost forgotten that they were still in the stage of pretending to be a couple.Perhaps, from beginning to end, he was the only one who wanted to get closer to her. And she had never thought about it."No need, just make a reservation at a restaurant to meet. I'll come over," Jessica replied."Is your leg okay?""I'm fine.""Alright, shall we m