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âYes.â
Clarence nodded to Carrie.
Carrie was about to have the check cashed in, but Miranda suddenly roared, âNo, I refuse.â
âMiranda? Whatâs come over you?â Armstrong looked at Miranda in surprise.
Miranda felt nauseous. âDad, we canât take the money.â
âWhy?â Armstrong was a little panicked.
Mirandaâs eyes were full of disappointment. âItâs money that Cecilia gave Clarence!
âLast time, Cecilia gave Clarence a Ferrari worth ten million. This time, itâs a check for ten million.
âClarence, what on earth do you take me for?
âWeâre not even divorced, and youâre already taking money from another woman.
âDo you enjoy having someone else keep you as a lover?â
Miranda firmly believed it was Ceciliaâs check.
Clarence must have made up that thing about some Wright family giving it to him.
Carrie looked at Clarence in surprise.
âLover?
âWhatâs going on here?
âWhat the hell is going on?â
Many of the customers in First Pavilion looked like they were enjoying the show.
âDear, itâs not Ceciliaâs check. Itâs from the Wright family. Leanne gave me fifteen million because I saved Thompson Wright, the Wright familyâs patriarch.â Clarence could only attempt to explain himself.
âThe Wright family? Thompson?â
Miranda was even angrier. âCanât you at least make up a good excuse if youâre lying?
âWith your status, who are you to approach Thompson?
âDo you know who Thompson is?
âBesides, why would Thompson need you to save him, even if he had actually been in danger?
âDonât you know what youâre capable of?
âYou saved Joshua last time, and now youâve saved Thompson?
âAre you going to save Timothy Larson, so youâll have saved all three old masters of the top three families in Mediterranean City?â
Miranda was utterly disappointed.
In her opinion, Clarence was still the same liar.
Carrie shook the check in her hand. âMs. Murphy, I think youâve got the wrong idea. The name on this check is indeed Leanne Wright.â
âWhat?â
Miranda paused and immediately hurried over to take a look. Sure enough, there was Leanneâs name at the bottom of the check.
Miranda was a little embarrassed, realizing now that she had misunderstood Clarence.
However, she refused to admit that she had misunderstood Clarence. âEven if itâs Leanneâs check, you canât use it.
âReturn it to her.
âDo you think itâs not an issue to take the Wright familyâs money?
âArenât you afraid that itâll bring you trouble?â
Armstrong pulled Miranda aside and lowered his voice. âDonât be silly, my daughter.
âIf Clarence took the check back, do you think heâd really return it to Leanne?
âBesides, men turn bad once they have money. Your mom doesnât even allow me to manage that much money.
âIf Clarence had fifteen million, would he ever listen to you again? Would he still listen to the Murphy family?
âYou canât let him have any money!
âThree thousand a month is enough for him. As long as he doesnât starve, itâs fine!
âPay First Pavilion ten million, then take away his remaining five million.
âIâll take it if you donât!â
Miranda looked at Armstrong in surprise. âDad, why would you...â
âListen to me. It wonât go wrong.â Armstrong whispered. His voice was quiet, but many nearby customers heard him.
Many of them had a look of disdain on their faces.
âHeâs just called him a loser son-in-law, yet the next moment, heâs interested in the son-in-lawâs fifteen million?â
âHow shameless!â
Carrie looked at Clarence with a smile. âWhat do you think, Mr. Howard?
âThe check is yours. Itâs up to you.
âAre you going to help your father-in-law pay the ten million?â
âYes! Of course. Cash it in right away,â shouted Armstrong as he stepped forward.
Carrie did not speak. She simply waited for Clarenceâs answer.
Clarence nodded. âYes.â
âOkay! Then Iâll take the check.â
Carrie casually took Clarenceâs check.
Armstrong was thinking of an excuse to take the remaining five million dollars when Carrie asked again, âMr. Howard, do you want me to transfer the remaining five million to you, or do you want to play a few games in First Pavilion?â
âPlay a few games, of course!â Armstrongâs eyes lit up.
âDad!â
Mirandaâs expression changed slightly. She remembered that First Pavilion not only sold jade but also conducted stone gambling.
What could be the game that Armstrong had mentioned earlier, if not stone gambling?
Miranda grabbed Armstrong. âDidnât you promise to stop gambling on stones?
âHave you forgotten about the lesson you learned before?
âYou lost two hundred million in one breath and almost broke our capital chain.
âYou also promised Mom that youâd never touch stone gambling again.â
Armstrong whispered, âMy silly daughter! How can you be so silly?
âItâs not like Iâm stone gambling with my own money. Iâll use Clarenceâs five million.
âThink about it! Wouldnât Clarence spend it all too, if you gave him five million?
âJust let me play a few games!
âThis way, the profit is mine if we find a jade.
âEven if we lose, itâs Clarenceâs money!â
Hearing Armstrongâs series of theories, Miranda frowned. âThatâs not a good idea.â
âWhy not? Do you want him to be with Cecilia?â reminded Armstrong.
Ceciliaâs figure reappeared in Mirandaâs mind.
She did not like Clarence, but she did not want him to hook up with Cecilia.
Miranda felt strange whenever she saw Clarence and Cecilia together.
Miranda said nothing. She simply acquiesced.
âWeâll choose to play a few games at First Pavilion.â Armstrong clapped his chest.
Carrie looked at Clarence, waiting for his answer. Once again, the money was Clarenceâs, not Armstrongâs.
Clarence sighed helplessly. âDo whatever my dad says.â
âOkay.â
Carrie said nothing else, leading Clarence and the others out to First Pavilionâs backyard.
It was built like a Victorian courtyard, and it was decorated with chirping birds and fragrant flowers. It was sophistically Victorian.
There were a large number of raw jade stones on the ground. You could get jades, or nothing at all, from those raw jade stones.
There were price tags underneath the raw jade stones.
The cheapest one was priced at three thousand dollars, while the most expensive one was up to nineteen million dollars. It was First Pavilionâs âstone kingâ.
Armstrongâs hands were already itchy. After he got to the backyard, he picked up two raw stones he had previously been eyeing but had not had the chance to cut open.
âCut this one and this one open.â
Not having to pay with his own money, Armstrong was acting very generous with money.
The two raw stones added up to two million dollars.
The First Pavilionâs qualified staff member cut open the raw stones that Armstrong had chosen in public, finding only jade the size of a fingernail.
It was worth nothing, only adding up to a few thousand dollars.
Two million had gone down the drain!
âDad, forget it! Stop gambling.â Miranda quickly advised. Two million dollars had been lost in fewer than ten minutes.
It was not her money, but her heart still ached.
It was two million. That was more than half her companyâs monthly profit.
Armstrong did not listen. âGosh! Iâm just out of luck this time around. You must believe me, Miranda.
âIâll find an ice jade next time!â Armstrong assured solemnly.
Clarenceâs eyes fell on a raw jade stone worth three hundred thousand. A flash of surprise twinkled in his eyes.
Clarence was surprised to discover that his eyes could see through not only human bodies, but also raw jade stones.
âDad, this is a good one!â