Riches in Disguise

Chapter 168

Even though their behavior was a bit embarrassing, I couldn't stand the attitude of the waiters looking down on the customers. I turned to Clem and said, "You can leave now. We don't need you here anymore."

Before she could respond, Veronica, standing nearby, grew unhappy. "Hey, William, when did it become your turn to call the shots? Louis hasn't said anything yet. Why are you talking?"

I froze for a moment, speechless, then glanced at her. I wanted to say something but ultimately decided to remain silent. There was no point in speaking to such a person. She could do whatever she wanted.

Mrs. Brown gave me a disdainful glance and snorted. "Felicia, you're not any less attractive than Veronica. How did you end up with someone like this?"

Her words were truly laughable.

Felicia could easily be considered a campus beauty, while Veronica could barely qualify as a department beauty. How could she even say that Felicia wasn't prettier than Veronica?

However, Felicia seemed used to such belittling and only smiled faintly. "Mrs. Brown, everyone has their own preferences. You love your son-in-law, so you should cherish him. As for me, I chose someone I truly like, so there's no need for you to worry."

Mrs. Brown scoffed before saying, "I simply wanted to remind you. The Cylon family has been poor for generations. If you don't find a rich husband, you'll be poor for generations to come!"

Her words were becoming increasingly mean, which made me furrow my brow.

tolerated all of this, so I also decided to tolerate it. But my patience had its

directly responded, "Some people become wealthy, but their souls remain impoverished. Others remain poor, but their minds are as rich as

are those who are the most interesting-neither wealthy nor spiritually rich. We usually

me or

seat. "Fine. I'll leave right now. Mrs. Cylon, let's

lost the desire to stay

couldn't let her leave without enjoying

looked at me nervously and gestured

disturb you while

something simple. You

want to leave, leave. I

"Wait!"

stood up "William, are you trying to leave? We

to cover my mother's

What's going on now?"

simply said, "Don't worry. We'll meet downstairs