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?"

family's youngest daughter and that you

he was chubby, overdressed, and not taller than five

face darken. "You've mistaken him. My Jake is

intervened to smooth things over. "Yes, Grace, I've met Jake before. He's about five feet ten. There aren't many

"How about

Jean

was an acknowledged fact

achieved a double doctorate degree at 18 years old. Now,

smiled faintly at Jean. "So, you do have eyes, Mrs. Jones. Otherwise, I would have thought Mr. Jones had abandoned his original wife and married a blind and

also been

to Priscilla. Feeling embarrassed

she didn't dare vent

The gap between the Jones and Lewis families

insurmountable.

in the middle. "Looks

Grace followed

stationed there regularly. If there's anything he needs help with, you can tell him to come find me anytime, Aunt

tightened her grip on her cards, squinting at the sharp-tongued woman before

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