Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Smack. Peony suddenly slammed the table and glared at Clarence. âHow dare you, Clarence? Forget about the fact that you devised a plan to steal Master Williams, but you even had someone put on a show at Humanity Hall? You asked them to pretend to be dead!
âYou ungrateful thing!
âWhat did the Murphy family ever do to wrong you?â
Clarence knew Peony was talking about Thompson and Leanneâs incident this morning.
He had no idea how Belle and Melody could have twisted the truth.
âHuh? Mom?
âWhat happened?â Miranda looked puzzled.
Melody cried out strangely, âYo, Miranda, donât you know what happened?â
âMelody, what on earth happened?â Miranda asked quickly.
âHaha.â
Melody exaggeratingly explained Thompson and Leanneâs incident again.
She specifically said that the two were shills that Clarence had hired to defame Humanity Hall.
Then, Clarenceâs Thirteen Hall could profit off them by stealing Humanity Hallâs patients.
Miranda was furious after hearing that. âClarence, what are you trying to do?
âHow could you do that?
âAsking people to go to pretend that theyâve died in Humanity Hall?
âDo you have any idea how much this will smear Humanity Hallâs name?
âThis is my momâs lifeâs work!â
Slap!
Miranda got so mad she rushed over and slapped Clarence.
Clarence quickly explained, âMom, Miranda, itâs not what you think.
âThe father and daughter are Thompson and Leanne, from the Wright family of Mediterranean City. How could they be people I hired to go to Humanity Hall?â
He had just finished speaking.
A middle-aged man at the table shook his head in amusement. âYouâre Clarence? What youâve just said was disgraceful.
âThompsonâs the patriarch of the Wright family, one of the top three families in Mediterranean City!
âDo you know what weâre doing here in Mediterranean City? We came here to cure the Wright familyâs patriarch.
âThompson is seriously ill and probably doesnât have many years to live.
âHe has invited dozens of famous local and foreign doctors over just to consult them, hoping to extend his life.
âJudging by Thompsonâs status, does he have time to go to Humanity Hall?
âEven if youâre making up lies, canât you use someone else in your stories?â The middle-aged man shook his head, his face full of amusement.
Peony looked embarrassed. âYosef, sorry about that.â
He was her eldest brother Yosef Wanda from the Wanda family of Beth City.
The Wanda family was a family of traditional medicine practitioners and had quite a good reputation in Beth City.
After marrying into the Murphy family in Mediterranean City, Peony had opened a Humanity Hall branch in Mediterranean City, with the Humanity Hall in Beth City still remaining as the main branch.
Peony had to pay the Beth City main branch one hundred million every year.
Although they still had an elderly father, Yosef had an absolute say in the Wanda family.
Yosef shook his head slightly and gave Clarence a dismissive glance. âIt doesnât matter. Why didnât you check before you chose a son-in-law?
âHow dare you recruit such a talker?â
âOh, itâs what the Old Master wanted.â Peony sighed helplessly.
She was a little resentful that Armstrongâs dead father had to have chosen a loser like Clarence to be her son-in-law.
She glared at Clarence. âWhat are you looking at?
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âYouâre an unappreciative ingrate who will never be grateful for everything heâs gotten!â
âYo, so this is the Murphy familyâs good son-in-law! He even made Johnson fire my son when we were at Johnsonâs company.â Chantelle looked eccentric and haughty. âLuckily, we can no longer be threatened. My son has resigned from Johnsonâs company and is now officially a financial analyst at Wright Consortium.â
Tony looked amused. âClarence, arenât you tough? You even know Johnson.
âYou should tell Johnson to be careful.
âThere seems to be something wrong with his companyâs accounts.â
âMom, hear me out.â Clarence ignored Chantelle and Tony.
Peony slammed the table again, as she could not help feeling mad. âWhat else do you have to explain?â
Clarence wanted to continue speaking, but Miranda grabbed his hand and shook her head. âStop. Sit down and eat.â
âSit? Donât you see there are no more seats?
âStand aside!
âThe sight of you upsets me!â Peony waved impatiently.
Clarence quietly stepped aside.
Shirley Wanda pouted. âWhat a loser. I donât want to marry someone like that.â
Samuel Wanda smiled. âOf course my little sister wonât marry someone like that. Let me introduce you to some of Beth Cityâs young masters.â
Yosef glanced at his son and daughter. âWhatâs there to care about when it comes to people like him? Eat!â
During the feast, Armstrong took out the premium imperial jade and showed it to the crowd.
He boasted about it.
âIs this really premium imperial jade?â Yosefâs hand trembled a little, knowing the value of such a jade.
Armstrong looked proud. âOf course. I didnât even sell it when the owner of First Pavilion, Carrie, offered me one hundred million.
âWith this imperial jadeâs raw material, I can easily sell it for two hundred million once I find a top jade master to process it.
âI chose it at a glance in First Pavilionâs stone gardenâ¦â
Armstrong told the stone gambling process dramatically, like he was telling a story.
He described himself as a stone gambling master, picking out the premium imperial jade among hundreds and even thousands of gambling stones at merely a glance.
He had gambled with three hundred thousand and had gotten two hundred million back in return, stunning everyone in First Pavilion!
Many rich people offered to buy it, but Armstrong refused.
âDad, thatâs so impressive of you!â
âGo back and choose a few more. Maybe youâll get another jade worth tens or hundreds of millions!â
Belle and Melody had unrealistic ideas.
Yosefâs eyes were popping out of their sockets. Earning two hundred million in one breath was too exciting.
Taking credit, Armstrong asked, âDear, did I do okay?â
Peony was in a good mood. âHmph! Youâve passed this time.
âYouâre better than some losers!
âAll they know how to do is to give their people trouble!â
Clarence felt bitter when he heard this.
He had worked all morning to help Humanity Hall, save Thompson, and prevent Humanity Hall from being destroyed.
He had also helped Armstrong settle a ten million compensation with the warring states jade pendant with a cross.
He had found a premium imperial jade worth one hundred million, but it had now become something that Armstrong could boast about for himself.
Behind all of Clarenceâs efforts was him being framed by Belle and Melody, and being misunderstood by Peony and Miranda. Clarence had not even gotten to eat his lunch yet.
âHahaha!â
There were gales of laughter at the dining table.
No one looked at Clarence, who was standing in the corner.
No one cared whether Clarence ate or not.
Suddenly, the waiterâs voice came from outside the private room.
âMr. Hill, donât barge into the private room. The private room is being occupied.â
âF*ck you! I want to eat today, yet youâre telling me thereâs no private room?â A middle-aged manâs voice rang out. He sounded furious. âI donât care whoâs inside. Just f*ck off!â
There was a bang.
The private room door was kicked open, and a tall man of 5 feet and 11 inches stormed in with a group of his men.
âTiger... Tiger Hill?â
The Murphy family instantly rose to their feet.