"You're being ridiculous," the person continued. "Those assets belong to our family. How can an illegitimate daughter possibly covet them?"

Josie had grown tired of the ongoing disputes among wealthy families.

She said to Charles, "I'm not going back because of all the constant bickering. It's exhausting and draining. I have no desire to live the high society life either. Could you please pass a message to the Olsen family for me? I have no plans of returning, so they need not worry. They should focus on their health."

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The waiter grew impatient under Mallory's intense gaze. With a lift of his head, he gave her a warning look, as if to say that if she kept staring, he would harm her.

Mallory was shocked, and her hand holding the fork trembled involuntarily. In that moment, it seemed as if she had figured out who this person was.

Tsk.

Mallory's eyes widened, turning slightly bloodshot.

Meanwhile, as the conversation became lively, Charles informed Josie, "That restaurant is owned by my friend. The taste is very authentic. You can try it out sometime in the future."

isn't this wrong? Sacrificing your own friends for the sake of the Olsen family?"

face turned somewhat

in

remark made all three people look

"What do you mean?"

waiter setting the table had a

a job in Rivodia,

hand resolutely. "Waiter, bring me

waiter, who was always ready, made no

quickly became

head, meeting the waiter's gaze. His eyes, seemingly capable of speech,

swiftly retracting her hand and hanging her head again. "I

truly has an attitude to contend with. In the end, Mallory

and saw that it was getting

settle the bill, the waiter responded with a puzzled expression, "The bill for this private

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