Chapter 182
Cherished By Seven Sisters
Chapter 182 Too Presumptuous âTime to stop?â Emrys asked, his expression peculiar.
Lydia nodded and said, âI admit that I misjudged you in the past. From now on, I wonât interfere with whatever develops between you and Cordelia. However, donât push your luck. Regarding the establishment of a branch office for Cordelia Group, I advise you to think it through carefully.â
âSo, what youâre implying is that everything Iâve done before was to beg for an opportunity from the.
Youngblood family?â
After some thought, Lydia nodded again and said, âIf you insist on thinking this way, then I can confidently tell you that, yes, this is indeed what youâre thinking deep down!â
She was incredibly certain.
Emrys did not respond.
There was a period of silence. Lydia had thought that Emrys would be grateful, but after a prolonged silence, she was taken aback when Emrys shook his head and said, âLydia, youâre too presumptuous.â
âWhat did you say?â Lydiaâs slender, beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.
Emrys slowly began to speak, âEverything I did was not to prove to you that I could reach the heights of your Youngblood family, but to demonstrate that I could provide everything Cordelia desires.â
âTo tell you the truth, in my eyes, your Youngblood family is nothing more than a drop in the ocean among numerous insignificant families. If I wanted to annihilate your Youngblood family, I could do it with a flip of my hand. However, I simply canât be bothered to lift a finger, so⦠Lydia, in the future, please put away your superior attitude, because you can never imagine the true stature of the person standing before you.â Emrysâ voice wasnât loud, but it carried an indescribable powerful aura.
Every word he spoke sent tremors through Lydiaâs heart.
Incredibly, at that very moment, she lost her composure due to those few words from Emrys!
When Lydia came back to her senses after a long while, all that was left was the distant figure of Emrys walking away. Immediately, she was filled with anger as she exclaimed, âSuch arrogance! Heâs just achieved a minor success. Whatâs there to be so proud of?â
She yelled out weakly toward Emrysâ retreating figure, but Emrys didnât even turn his head back once.
Standing next to Lydia, Richard wore a complex expression, sighing helplessly in his heart. âHas Emrys really only achieved a minor accomplishment?â
At the tender age of twenty, he had already become a superstar in the world of calligraphy and painting. Moreover, he could produce such a shocking and unconventional divineâlevel facial mask formula. That achievement was unparalleled among the young talents of Jazona, and even Chanaea!
Of course, Richard didnât say that aloud.
He knew his wifeâs temperament well. She had already formed a preconceived notion that Emrys was Chapter 182 Too Presumptuous nothing more than a brat. Therefore, even when Emrys revealed his brilliance at that moment, Lydiaâs mind were still clouded by her anger.
Emrys was actually in a pretty good mood, After all, Lydia had taken the initiative to speak with him, which had clarified some matters. He could distinctly sense that Lydia was feeling remorseful, but she simply couldnât swallow her pride to apologize to him. Hah. Then wait as I gradually dismantle your psychological defenses, and letâs see how long you, Jazonaâs top beauty, can maintain your composure in front of me.
Emrys arrived in the alley in high spirits, ready to mount his bicycle back to Jadeborough. However, in the next instant, he scowled because his bicycle had been stolen.
He saw the spiral lock, originally used to secure bicycle tires, lying pitifully in the corner of the alley, âDespicable bicycle thief!â Cursing under his breath, Emrys quickly activated his Telepathic Formation, swiftly pinpointing the location of his oldâfashioned bike. He secretly rejoiced that he had prepared in advance. Inside the iron bar of the bicycle, which had already been refined, he had etched a Telepathic Formation.
Otherwise, he wouldâve been brokenâhearted if he couldnât retrieve his bicycle after it was stolen.
At that moment, on his way to a nearby secondâhand bicycle recycling shop, a man with fluffy, curly hair was cheerfully pedaling his bicycle. He was rubbing his dirty bottom back and forth on the seat, muttering to himself.
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