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“... Just put it on my tab for now,” Mr. Harris said without even looking up and left right away.
The store manager was not worried about the Harris family leaving outstanding tabs, and so he simply ordered the sales attendant to put the bill under Mr. Harris’ tab.
“Where are you going?” Madam Jones walked up to Mr. Harris, fuming with rage. Nothing had been working out for her these days and everyone around her had been against her. Now, even the man who had always claimed to love her was leaving her without saying goodbye.
“I’m sorry, sweetie, Yvette is fussing about divorce so I have to go back and have a look.” Mr. Harris was reluctant to leave just like that as well, having finally seized this rare opportunity to spend time with her.
However, now that his accounts were frozen, he must go back and settle the matter first. After all, Yvette fussing about divorce was not just a small matter.
He thought Madam Jones would understand and let him go, but instead, her expression darkened as she replied, “You don’t even like her anyway, just let her get the divorce then! Why do you even care?”
Although Mr. Jones seemed unconcerned, he could not tolerate seeing his wife cozying up with another man any longer. He gave a stiff smile and said to his guests, “I think we’re almost done here, let’s go check out another store.”
The clients were enjoying themselves with the drama that unfolded before them, but Mr. Jones had suggested them to leave a few times now. If he had to say it one more time, it might be quite awkward, and so they had no choice but to leave rather reluctantly.
“Her husband is standing right in front of her and she still dares to flaunt her boyfriend just like that, I really don’t know what she’s thinking… No wonder her daughter is so obsessed with becoming a dirty mistress herself to the point that she would kill, it’s all in the genes! That man isn’t exactly a good guy either, how shameless of them!” The sales attendant nudged closer to the store manager and whispered under her breath.
The store manager quickly shushed her. “Don’t talk nonsense!”
He glanced at Mr. Harris and Madam Jones. The two were in a heated argument so they probably did not hear… right?
Although Mr. Harris was arguing with Madam Jones, he heard everything loud and clear. Feeling embarrassed, he quickly wrapped an arm around Madam Jones, who was still grumbling, and left the store.
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Charles was planning to go back to Bamboo Virtues Village after the funeral, but halfway on the way back, he changed his mind and asked the driver to head to the Harris Family Manor.
The three Harris brothers had always lived in the Harris Family Manor. When Master Harris was still alive, everyone would at least put up a facade and pretend to get along harmoniously, but now that he had passed away, they could not be bothered with each other anymore.
However, when word got out that Yvette was asking for a divorce, all the Harris children including Justin came back to see Mr. Harris and Yvette.
By the time Charles arrived at the manor, everyone was fussing over Yvette, and when they saw Charles walking through the door, they were stunned for a moment before they immediately shut up.
The living room instantly quieted down.
Compared with before, Charles was indeed much more irrational, but it was precisely that that made them even more fearful of him. Charles Harris today did not think before he acted, completely unbothered by the possible consequences of his actions, and they were unable to do that.
As the old saying goes, a beggar would never go bankrupt. Well, they had not hit rock bottom just yet.
“Charles, you look like you have lost a lot of weight recently. When was the last time you slept? You look worn out,” Oscar said in a concerned tone, “You have to understand that someone dead can never come back alive, the most important thing is that you have to take good care of your body and health.”
Charles placed the bottle of whiskey on the table and slumped down on the sofa. “Will you support Justin as the new chairman?”
No matter how arrogant he was in the past, he would at least restrain himself and be indirect when he spoke. Unlike now, he always cut straight to the point and did not give people the chance to beat around the bush.
Oscar was slightly taken aback, unsure of how to respond.
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