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?"

said you were the Lewis family's youngest daughter and that you are

suddenly felt disgusted. "But I don't really remember him. I just remember that... he was chubby, overdressed, and not taller

darken. "You've mistaken

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

"How about compared

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

an acknowledged fact in the

years old. Now, he was even in charge of the Fulton Group. Jake was nothing

"So, you do have eyes, Mrs. Jones. Otherwise, I would have thought

who had also

particularly close to Priscilla. Feeling embarrassed by

she didn't

it silently. The gap between the Jones

insurmountable.

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

followed suit.

he needs help with, you

cards, squinting at the

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