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Y City, Olgar Club.The bizarre and dazzling lights, accompanied by the deafening beats, cast eerie glows around, illuminating the faces of the men and women on the dance floor, all lost in ecstasy.No one noticed a slender, graceful black figure gliding through the crowd, with a perfect smile curling at the corner of her lips, enough to captivate anyone.On the third floor, in the most secluded small private room on the left.Gabrielle McCarthy looked at herself in the mirror, dressed in tight black clothing that accentuated her curvaceous figure, and couldn't help but admire, "Tsk tsk, a natural beauty. Whoever marries me would be incredibly lucky!"After saying this, she reluctantly turned away from the mirror, quickly looping a thin, hair-like black wire over the window frame, then slipping out of the window and sliding down along the wire.She clung to the outside of a second-floor private room window like a spider, her sharp, keen eyes hidden behind a special mask confirmin

Y City, the FitzGerald Family.In the grand living room of a luxurious Chinese-style villa, people were seated all around. At the very center, an elderly man with slightly gray hair sat, his face pale with an unnatural tinge of bluish-purple, looking exhausted and weak as he leaned against the sofa. Surrounding him was a circle of younger family members, all dressed in opulent and elegant attire.Beside him sat a woman in a dark purple dress, adorned with jewels, sipping tea from a delicate cup. After taking a small sip, she placed the cup down and spoke in a voice that wasn't too loud or too soft: "Old Chu, this Doctor Bevis Jeremiah really has a high opinion of himself. He agreed to be here at 9:30, but it's already 9:25 and there's no sign of him. I think he's stood us up.""Say less and wait patiently."Horace FitzGerald, the head of the Chu family, said weakly, then lifted his wrist to check his watch and instructed the butler standing nearby, "Webb Beard, go to the door and w

The faces of the Chu couple darkened instantly. As prominent figures in Y City, being mocked by a younger generation right at their doorstep was something that greatly offended their pride.Melissa Arabella, belittled so blatantly, turned red with anger, "I don't see your manners and conduct as any better.""My manners and conduct aren't good, indeed, because I come from the countryside, a rough place. You, a wealthy young lady who has lived a life of luxury and presumably received higher education, should have learned at least the basics of respect and courtesy. But I see none of that in you—only rude interruptions, baseless suspicions, and inexplicable jealousy. I've seen enough of it," Gabrielle McCarthy retorted. Her eloquence had always been sharp, but she usually didn't bother to argue. She followed her master's teachings: a gentleman acts, not speaks, and she put this into practice.Over the years, whenever she encountered conflicts, she often resolved them with action rather

"I'll be staying in Y City for a while. If Old Master Chu gets poisoned again and needs me to detoxify him, you can always find me. Ten million per session, this is quite an easy way to make money, and I'm more than happy to make the trip." Gabrielle McCarthy maintained a smile at the corners of her mouth, but her words were sharp. Ignoring Melissa Arabella's dark face, she pulled out her phone and handed it to Nelson FitzGerald, "Make the payment. I need to get back to sleep."Nelson FitzGerald: "...It's daytime!""So what if it's daytime? Who says you can't sleep during the day?"Gabrielle McCarthy had just returned from abroad, still adjusting to the time difference. She was exhausted and badly needed rest, so she really didn't have the patience to linger at the Chu family any longer.Nelson FitzGerald remembered that she had mentioned flying back from far away, so he didn't say anything more. He quickly transferred ten million to her account and, without hesitation, added her o

At 10:20, Nelson FitzGerald's car pulled up at the entrance of the Four Seasons Peninsula. He sent a message to Gabrielle McCarthy.Within a second, Gabrielle McCarthy replied: "Drive straight for 300 meters and then turn right for another 300 meters. I'm having breakfast at a noodle shop."She had been sleeping in the hotel for the past two days, eating only one meal a day, all ordered from room service, until she woke up this morning and went out to find a place for breakfast.Today, Nelson FitzGerald drove himself, still in that luxurious Rolls-Royce. Following her directions, he soon spotted the woman sitting by the window of the small shop, eating noodles. He parked the car on the side of the road but didn't get out.Gabrielle McCarthy saw his car and waved at him, continuing to eat her favorite handmade noodles at a leisurely pace.After finishing a large bowl of noodles, she still felt hungry, so she bought some cake and milk from a nearby store, and got into his car just i