That lady actually thought Alex Rockefeller was Claire Assexâs man. Alex was speechless. These days,
he had been taking beauty and skin care very seriously. He created quite a lot of Blood Energy
Pills and heâd eat over ten of these every day. He even prepared a pot of medicine that was good for
his skin. In fact, he was using Lush Cosmeticsâ cream-based face mask.
His face had already recovered by around seventy to eighty percent. If one didnât pay close attention,
the
imperfections on his face were barely even noticeable. Claire and Beatrice Assex were the only people
who
couldnât tell the difference.
Alex carefully looked at the woman who spoke. She had short hair and an oval-shaped face. She was
also wearing a creamy yellow dress with her shoulders
bared. The white bra straps on both sides of her shoulders made one think about inappropriate things.
Alex would probably rate her seven out of ten for her facial features.
However, one of those seven points was
given due to her makeup. In other words, she barely passed. There was no way this girl could compare
to Beatriceâs natural beauty. Indeed, what Claire said on the phone to Alex wasnât exactly an over-
exaggeration. At the very most, she was
bragging.
However, Claire immediately became angry when she heard what this girl said. âYou little b*tch. Donât
you
have manners? Who did you call a widow, and whoâs her stepfather? Does he even look like my man?
You
must not have parents who teach you how to behave. Would you like me to teach you a lesson on how
to
behave instead?â
Claireâs abilities in arguing were second to none. This was something Alex had experienced and knew
very well. âWhat did you say? How dare you yell at me?â The girl was enraged. âBeatrice, why donât
you tell your
b*tch of a mother who I am?â
âWho is she?â Claire frowned as she turned to Beatrice and asked. By now, Beatriceâs face had already
gone pale, looking terrified. âMorn, her name is Vanya Tyler.
She was my classmate in high school,â Beatrice said softly. Claire snorted coldly. âSheâs only your high
school classmate, but why is she so arrogant? Has there been bad
blood between the two of you?â Vanya Tyler sneered. With a look of disdain, Vanya crossed her arms
and nodded at Beatrice. âGo on.â
âI think her mother is an executive in California Plaza,â Beatrice said after hesitating a little.
Huh? Claire was shocked. Being an executive in California Plaza sounded like a big deal.
California Plaza was the top-rated shopping mall in California. There were even rumors that California
Plaza
was owned by Thousand Miles Conglomerate. Regardless of wealth or power, the executives here
were all in
the uppermost circle of society.
Normal people couldnât afford to mess with them. When Vanya saw the shocked expression on Claireâs
face and how afraid Beatrice seemed, she seemed even
more pleased. âBeatrice, youâve made a mistake.
My mother isnât an executive in California plaza,â Vanya said. Claire immediately felt relieved. It turned
out that wasnât true after all. Vanya should have spoken earlier! She
really did give Claire a fright.
But the next moment, Vanya started laughing coldly again. âMy mother is now California Plazaâs CEO.â
âCalifornia Plazaâs CEO?â Claireâs lips trembled as she cried out loudly. Beatrice seemed equally
terrified and she had no idea what to do next. During high school, Beatrice was often bullied by Vanya.
In fact, there was once when Vanya and her friends
locked Beatrice in the toilet for three hours.
They had even slapped her more than ten times. These incidents
had left an emotional scar on Beatrice, often giving her nightmares. With much effort, Beatrice
managed to
enter the University of California. Meanwhile, Vanya seemed to have left the country after high school,
so
Beatrice didnât expect to bump into her today in this place. Vanya snorted.
âThatâs right. Are you afraid now? Beatrice, it looks like I havenât been harsh enough with
you in high school. I didnât make you lick sh*t in the toilet. Thatâs why youâve forgotten about how
powerful
I am, and thatâs why your b*tchy mother dared to say crazy things like me not having parents to teach
me. Tell
me.
How should I teach you people a lesson?â Claire broke out in a cold sweat.
Vanyaâs mother was so powerful that it was almost as if the entire California Plaza belonged to them. If
Vanyaâs mother heard what Claire said, Claire really would not be able to leave California Plaza today.
Claire quickly started to speak. âVanya, itâs a misunderstanding. This was all a misunderstanding. Since
you
were high school classmates, that means youâre also friends, right?
Itâs just a misunderstanding. Letâs make
things clear. Iâll apologize to you. Iâm sorry. Alright?â Vanya sneered. âWould apologizing beThat lady
actually thought Alex Rockefeller was Claire Assexâs man. Alex was speechless. These days, he had
been taking beauty and skin care very seriously. He created quite a lot of Blood Energy
Pills and heâd eat over ten of these every day. He even prepared a pot of medicine that was good for
his skin. In fact, he was using Lush Cosmeticsâ cream-based face mask. His face had already
recovered by around seventy to eighty percent. If one didnât pay close attention, the
imperfections on his face were barely even noticeable.
Claire and Beatrice Assex were the only people who
couldnât tell the difference. Alex carefully looked at the woman who spoke. She had short hair and an
oval-shaped face. She was also wearing a creamy yellow dress with her shoulders
bared.
The white bra straps on both sides of her shoulders made one think about inappropriate things. Alex
would probably rate her seven out of ten for her facial features. However, one of those seven points
was
given due to her makeup. In other words, she barely passed. There was no way this girl could compare
to Beatriceâs natural beauty. Indeed, what Claire said on the phone to Alex wasnât exactly an over-
exaggeration. At the very most, she was
bragging.
However, Claire immediately became angry when she heard what this girl said. âYou little b*tch. Donât
you
have manners? Who did you call a widow, and whoâs her stepfather? Does he even look like my man?
You
must not have parents who teach you how to behave. Would you like me to teach you a lesson on how
to
behave instead?â
Claireâs abilities in arguing were second to none. This was something Alex had experienced and knew
very well. âWhat did you say? How dare you yell at me?â The girl was enraged. âBeatrice, why donât
you tell your
b*tch of a mother who I am?â
âWho is she?â Claire frowned as she turned to Beatrice and asked. By now, Beatriceâs face had already
gone pale, looking terrified. âMorn, her name is Vanya Tyler.
She was my classmate in high school,â Beatrice said softly. Claire snorted coldly. âSheâs only your high
school classmate, but why is she so arrogant? Has there been bad
blood between the two of you?â Vanya Tyler sneered. With a look of disdain, Vanya crossed her arms
and nodded at Beatrice. âGo on.â
âI think her mother is an executive in California Plaza,â Beatrice said after hesitating a little. Huh? Claire
was shocked. Being an executive in California Plaza sounded like a big deal.
California Plaza was the top-rated shopping mall in California. There were even rumors that California
Plaza
was owned by Thousand Miles Conglomerate. Regardless of wealth or power, the executives here
were all in
the uppermost circle of society. Normal people couldnât afford to mess with them. When Vanya saw the
shocked expression on Claireâs face and how afraid Beatrice seemed, she seemed even
more pleased.
âBeatrice, youâve made a mistake. My mother isnât an executive in California plaza,â Vanya said. Claire
immediately felt relieved. It turned out that wasnât true after all. Vanya should have spoken earlier! She
really did give Claire a fright. But the next moment, Vanya started laughing coldly again. âMy mother is
now California Plazaâs CEO.â
âCalifornia Plazaâs CEO?â
Claireâs lips trembled as she cried out loudly. Beatrice seemed equally terrified and she had no idea
what to do next. During high school, Beatrice was often bullied by Vanya. In fact, there was once when
Vanya and her friends
locked Beatrice in the toilet for three hours. They had even slapped her more than ten times. These
incidents
had left an emotional scar on Beatrice, often giving her nightmares. With much effort, Beatrice
managed to
enter the University of California.
Meanwhile, Vanya seemed to have left the country after high school, so
Beatrice didnât expect to bump into her today in this place. Vanya snorted. âThatâs right. Are you afraid
now? Beatrice, it looks like I havenât been harsh enough with
you in high school. I didnât make you lick sh*t in the toilet. Thatâs why youâve forgotten about how
powerful
I am, and thatâs why your b*tchy mother dared to say crazy things like me not having parents to teach
me. Tell
me.
How should I teach you people a lesson?â Claire broke out in a cold sweat.
Vanyaâs mother was so powerful that it was almost as if the entire California Plaza belonged to them. If
Vanyaâs mother heard what Claire said, Claire really would not be able to leave California Plaza today.
Claire quickly started to speak. âVanya, itâs a misunderstanding. This was all a misunderstanding. Since
you
were high school classmates, that means youâre also friends, right? Itâs just a misunderstanding. Letâs
make
things clear.
Iâll apologize to you. Iâm sorry. Alright?â Vanya sneered. âWould apologizing be That lady actually
thought Alex Rockefeller was Claire Assexâs man. Alex was speechless. These days, he had been
taking beauty and skin care very seriously. He created quite a lot of Blood Energy
Pills and heâd eat over ten of these every day. He even prepared a pot of medicine that was good for
his skin. In fact, he was using Lush Cosmeticsâ cream-based face mask. His face had already
recovered by around seventy to eighty percent. If one didnât pay close attention, the
imperfections on his face were barely even noticeable. Claire and Beatrice Assex were the only people
who
couldnât tell the difference.
Alex carefully looked at the woman who spoke. She had short hair and an oval-shaped face. She was
also wearing a creamy yellow dress with her shoulders
bared. The white bra straps on both sides of her shoulders made one think about inappropriate things.
Alex would probably rate her seven out of ten for her facial features. However, one of those seven
points was
given due to her makeup. In other words, she barely passed. There was no way this girl could compare
to Beatriceâs natural beauty. Indeed, what Claire said on the phone to Alex wasnât exactly an over-
exaggeration. At the very most, she was
bragging.
However, Claire immediately became angry when she heard what this girl said. âYou little b*tch. Donât
you
have manners? Who did you call a widow, and whoâs her stepfather? Does he even look like my man?
You
must not have parents who teach you how to behave. Would you like me to teach you a lesson on how
to
behave instead?â Claireâs abilities in arguing were second to none. This was something Alex had
experienced and knew very well. âWhat did you say? How dare you yell at me?â The girl was enraged.
âBeatrice, why donât you tell your
b*tch of a mother who I am?â
âWho is she?â
Claire frowned as she turned to Beatrice and asked. By now, Beatriceâs face had already gone pale,
looking terrified. âMorn, her name is Vanya Tyler. She was my classmate in high school,â Beatrice said
softly. Claire snorted coldly. âSheâs only your high school classmate, but why is she so arrogant? Has
there been bad
blood between the two of you?â Vanya Tyler sneered. With a look of disdain, Vanya crossed her arms
and nodded at Beatrice. âGo on.â
âI think her mother is an executive in California Plaza,â Beatrice said after hesitating a little. Huh? Claire
was shocked. Being an executive in California Plaza sounded like a big deal.
California Plaza was the top-rated shopping mall in California. There were even rumors that California
Plaza
was owned by Thousand Miles Conglomerate. Regardless of wealth or power, the executives here
were all in
the uppermost circle of society. Normal people couldnât afford to mess with them. When Vanya saw the
shocked expression on Claireâs face and how afraid Beatrice seemed, she seemed even
more pleased. âBeatrice, youâve made a mistake.
My mother isnât an executive in California plaza,â Vanya said. Claire immediately felt relieved. It turned
out that wasnât true after all. Vanya should have spoken earlier! She
really did give Claire a fright. But the next moment, Vanya started laughing coldly again. âMy mother is
now California Plazaâs CEO.â
âCalifornia Plazaâs CEO?â Claireâs lips trembled as she cried out loudly. Beatrice seemed equally
terrified and she had no idea what to do next. During high school, Beatrice was often bullied by Vanya.
In fact, there was once when Vanya and her friends
locked Beatrice in the toilet for three hours.
They had even slapped her more than ten times. These incidents
had left an emotional scar on Beatrice, often giving her nightmares. With much effort, Beatrice
managed to
enter the University of California. Meanwhile, Vanya seemed to have left the country after high school,
so
Beatrice didnât expect to bump into her today in this place. Vanya snorted. âThatâs right. Are you afraid
now? Beatrice, it looks like I havenât been harsh enough with
you in high school. I didnât make you lick sh*t in the toilet. Thatâs why youâve forgotten about how
powerful
I am, and thatâs why your b*tchy mother dared to say crazy things like me not having parents to teach
me. Tell
me. How should I teach you people a lesson?â Claire broke out in a cold sweat.
Vanyaâs mother was so powerful that it was almost as if the entire California Plaza belonged to them. If
Vanyaâs mother heard what Claire said, Claire really would not be able to leave California Plaza today.
Claire quickly started to speak. âVanya, itâs a misunderstanding. This was all a misunderstanding. Since
you
were high school classmates, that means youâre also friends, right? Itâs just a misunderstanding. Letâs
make
things clear. Iâll apologize to you. Iâm sorry. Alright?â Vanya sneered. âWould apologizing be enough?