Chapter 646 The Chips Are Mine

It was normal that Priscilla didn't know Grace. In this circle, the line between the original wife and the mistress was clear. Men were smart. They knew who could be brought out in front of whom and who couldn't.

Although Raymond and Hestia had divorced long ago, he had never given Priscilla a title in all these years.

She could only mingle in the circles of these wealthy ladies because of Jake and a lot of money.

Others respected her for two reasons. Firstly, because Hestia was aloof and never participated in their activities. Secondly, they speculated whether Jake would ascend to power and hence give her a boost in

status.

"Oh, Aunt Priscilla. I'll address you as you wish for Uncle Raymond's sake," Grace responded casually.

It wasn't for Priscilla. It was for Raymond.

Priscilla wasn't angry. "I've heard about you from Jake."

"What did he say about me?"

youngest daughter and that you are bold and charming. He

just remember that... he was chubby, overdressed, and not taller than five feet

mistaken him. My Jake is well-known for his

to smooth things over. "Yes, Grace, I've met Jake before. He's about

lifted her gaze. "How

of that name, Jean stiffened. "Well, naturally, Jake

was an acknowledged fact in the

degree at 18 years old. Now,

have eyes, Mrs. Jones. Otherwise, I would have thought Mr. Jones had abandoned his original wife and married a blind and ignorant

who had also been

Priscilla. Feeling embarrassed

didn't dare

and could only endure it silently. The gap between the

insurmountable.

the middle. "Looks can't feed you. Capability is

Grace followed suit.

demoted to Pamore. I'm stationed there regularly. If there's anything he needs help with, you can tell him to come find

tightened her grip on her cards, squinting at the

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