"After Faye returned, did she even visit you once? I'm pretty sure she has forgotten about her mother. She must have been busy hanging out with a group of men all this while. Flora, I don't mean to burst your bubble, but if Faye missed out on marrying Hank, she might end up with some random guy in the future," Lizzie said. "I doubt any random guy would want someone as flawed as her. Besides, marrying into the Shaw household could reform her for the better. Mom and Dad are just being considerate," Tracy added as well.Flora was furious. She kept coughing after hearing Lizzie and Tracy's words. "You ... All of you … Get out! None of you can ruin my daughter's reputation!"Her anger prevented her from speaking.Lizzie pretended to care as she said, "Flora, be careful not to ruin your health. If something happens to you, who will take care of Faye? You don't understand our situation. The company you founded is facing a huge crisis. If Faye doesn't marry into the Shaw household, the co

Faye strode toward them and saw a plump middle-aged woman. She had thrown everything out of Flora's room. She was also dragging Flora from the bed.Flora's condition had improved since Faye had returned to the country. Still, this woman's words angered her. She began coughing violently, which caused her face to turn red."What are you still pretending for? If you're sick, you can pay for the treatment. But if you're poor, you can't stand in the way of other people getting their treatments. Get the fuck up!""Please calm down, Mrs. Rockley. This is a hospital. Keep your hands to yourself." The nurse tugged at the agitated Mrs. Rockley while holding Flora down. "Ms. Dunham, please contact your family and get them to pay for your treatments. The hospital is in an awkward situation. Our wards are in high demand right now, and many of our patients cannot be hospitalized normally," the nurse told Flora as well.Flora hadn't expected Clint to stop paying for her medical expenses. The fa

"Mom, why isn't that old hag, Flora, getting kicked out?" Tracy asked. Downstairs in the hospital, Tracy and Lizzy had been waiting for half an hour. Tracy frowned in annoyance.Lizzy's gaze deepened. "Don't be anxious. Let's wait it out. That fool, Mrs. Rockley, spoils her daughter like anything. She'll definitely cause a ruckus when she hears of this. Maybe Faye is there, which is why it's getting dragged out longer than it should."Tracy scoffed. "It's like Faye has turned into a different person since coming back. She's so gross."Lizzy patted her hands. "Don't worry. I could send her mother to the hospital. Would I be scared of her?"Faye smiled in glee. "That's true. Without Anthon and Dad's protection, she's nothing. Let's just wait for her to beg us for the money to pay for her mother's bills."Lizzy smirked.They weren't just here to provoke Flora. They were mostly here to visit Wendy and seize the chance to butter up Hank's aunt.Tracy and Wendy happened to be classm

Light Moon Designs was a multinational fashion design company founded in Yvalia. In the past, there were only dedicated sales counters for its products. Five years ago, a main office was set up.Rumor had it that their global chief designer, Faye Fischer, had been the reason for the setting up of the main office. Faye Fischer was, of course, Faye's pseudonym as a designer. This was also the reason Lincoln and the others respected her so much.Today, Light Moon Designs was hiring a chief assistant, a designer, and two assistant designers. The chief assistant would report to Faye, so she had to be there in person. It was also why she was scoping out the interview venue alone.There were only four vacancies, but thousands had submitted their résumés. Only 50 or 60 had been shortlisted to be interviewed. It was obvious how tough the competition was. The interviews were scheduled to start in more than ten minutes. Yet, the lounge was already packed with people.Some of the more nerv

Silence descended upon the corridor. The atmosphere became a little awkward. There were no words to describe Lincoln's expression. He cleaned up well but he looked … like a waiter? Even so, this was the first time someone had ever said that about him. He couldn't help bursting into laughter."What are you laughing at?" Anthon frowned. "I can't believe you're selling yourself at such a young age. You're a disgrace to all men!"Faye laughed with a hand over her mouth. She glanced at Lincoln, her gaze seemingly asking, "Are you going to stand for this?"He wasn't, of course. Lincoln was amused and exasperated as he held his head high and looked at Anthon. "Where did this clown come from? Is this how you leave an impression on someone?"Anthon was about to retort when he saw his father, Michael Lynch, running toward them excitedly. "M-Mr. Colt, is that you?"Anthon was stunned. "Dad, what are you talking about?""Mr. Colt, it's great to see you again." Michael pushed Anthon