"You don't have to defend him. I know clearly what type of person he is," Sam said arrogantly. "He and I are both illegitimate children, yet he looks down upon me. How comical. He can't study, and he doesn't have emotional intelligence. Other than eating and sleeping, what else does he know how to do?"

Irene was stunned for a while before saying, "Mr. Lucas is good at games."

Although Irene did not know how to play games, she saw Lucas playing video games all day long, and she thought he definitely must be good at them.

With his ego, if he was terrible at games, he would surely not continue at it.

"Hahaha! Games. Since when is playing video games something to be proud of?" Sam said before taking his phone out and showing Irene the news article he had seen a moment ago. "Look at this piece of news. The daughter of Aryadelle's richest man is searching for a suitor. They have stated a few requirements. It doesn't say anything about playing games! Hahaha!"

Irene had a look at Sam's phone. She saw the names Elliot Foster and Layla Tate.

"Elliot's daughter is finding a man via a matchmaking advert?" Irene said slowly. "Why?"

"Maybe she doesn't have suitable suitors around her, so with this, she is able to get men from all over the world. That way she will have a larger pool of brilliant suitors," said Sam.

out and searched for

for

Layla Tate. She is so pretty!" exclaimed

the apple tree." Sam puffed his chest.

was stunned for a while before looking at Sam. "Mr. Sam, are you thinking of

you think if I apply for it, I will

looked at the requirements

it, Irene said with confusion, "Mr. Sam, does your family have at least one and a half billion dollars? I didn't know that

Of course, I don't know how rich

if you do not

show proof of your family's fortune." Although Irene had only gone through the requirements once, she had already memorized the

Sam's face instantly darkened.

Mr. Sam, the

good match for Layla, right? Although we're not

took out

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