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.
"He's not going to go crazy and kill us all, is he?" Wade sweated profusely.The possibility seemed all too real. He hissed to Grace, "We need to run!"Wade ignored the oblivious George and tried to run away, but Frederick stopped him."What... What are you going to do?" Wade asked fearfully, backing away.Frederick replied calmly, "Do you think you weren't included when I said 'you all' just now?"Wade explained frantically, "Earl insulted you and made you kneel, but I didn't make you kneel."Frederick nodded slightly. "That's true, you didn't make me kneel."Wade had just breathed a sigh of relief when Frederick pulled Vivianne out."But you insulted Vivianne repeatedly. Insulting her is like insulting me."Hearing Frederick's words, Vivianne's face flushed red, and she buried her head in her hands.Priscilla's expression changed drastically. Was Vivianne that important to Frederick now?Wade was speechless, trembling as he pointed at Frederick. "You... you..."Frederick
Priscilla's expression changed dramatically. "What? Why should I kneel too? Grace, get up! We're leaving. Let's see what he dares to do!"Priscilla pulled Grace, who was still visibly frightened and trembling, along.Priscilla held her head high and glared at Frederick, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. Perhaps seeing Frederick's constant protection of Vivianne had wounded her.Frederick glanced at Priscilla and turned to leave. Despite their divorce, he didn't want their relationship to completely crumble.It was Priscilla who consistently misunderstood him. Besides, she hadn't said anything truly insulting toward him or Vivianne.The crowd breathed a collective sigh of relief after seeing Frederick leave.Grace patted her chest, visibly shaken. "Prissy, don't let a person like him get to you. I was really afraid he'd lose control.""How dare he think of hitting me!" Priscilla retorted, her eyes still red.She stormed out of the private room, with Grace trailing behind."P
Vivianne assumed Frederick only wanted to leave this place of sadness because of his divorce.It proved that he held no true place for her in his heart; otherwise, he wouldn't abandon her so abruptly."We've reached the place. You can leave now," Vivianne said coldly after dropping Frederick off at the hilltop mansion.Frederick nodded and exited the car before walking toward the mansion. His mind was consumed with the impending journey to Valyr City and confronting the York family. He paid no attention to Vivianne. Her eyes were already welling up with tears.Watching Frederick disappear into the villa, Vivianne slammed her fists on the steering wheel as she cursed him."He never cared about me. Just go, and don't come back!"Tears streamed down her face and fell onto the steering wheel. No longer able to contain herself, Vivianne slumped over and sobbed uncontrollably.…At the Miller mansion, Priscilla sifted through her wardrobe. With the auction approaching, she needed t