Whitney smiled bitterly, but tears spilled down her cheeks. She said to Sebastian, her voice choking up with emotion, "I see that I was in the wrong all along. But… but it wasn't that I didn't trust you, it's just that—"Sebastian took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to her. He said calmly, "Actually, you were just blinded by the false fame and power of the world."In your heart, you feel that only money can prove a person's worth. In terms of wealth, I'm just a lazy and complacent dolt when compared with those so-called successful people."Sebastian's words seemed to cut Whitney like a knife. It wasn't all her fault. After all, historically, most people used money to measure the success of a person. Otherwise, why would there be the saying of how no one remembered the poor, but everyone showed up for the rich?"The truth is that all those wealthy heirs are worth even less than a dog to the Warriors and the mystic sects. "I don't fight with the people of the worl
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