Chapter 102


    Rodrick had no intention of merging hispany, but he was head over heels for Shannon to the


    extent of wishing to marry her. However, Shannon had no feelings for him. To tell the truth, she was


    not into anyone, not even Nigel.


    Previously, Rodrick and Shannon were ssmates in university. Ever since he knew her, he found


    out that she was an emotionless girl.


    “Quit making sheep''s eyes at her! She''s Nigel''s fiancee, you know!” Linda reproached Kevin and


    gave him a light tap on his arm.


    Kevin reluctantly took his eyes off Shannon and whined, “What a pity... She''s the girl whom every


    man loves and adores. By the way, Jennifer, luckily Nigel didn''t give you a title but only power and


    wealth. It''s better this way, right?”


    Nodding fervently, Linda agreed, “He''s right. What''s the point of having a title, anyway. You got to


    have something tangible in your grasp, something that''s truly owned by you. Look at you, having a


    net worth of several hundred million. How much do you actually have in your stash, though?”


    Upon hearing those disdainful words, Jennifer shot a fierce re at her mother and brother. “You''re


    right. I can''t even spend more than three million. So, you can forget about that sports car you''ve


    always dreamed of.”


    With her professional manager Susan around, every single expenditure of hers would be thoroughly


    recorded. Any spending with a massive sum, especially if it was impractical, would be thwarted by


    the former.


    A glint of disappointment shed across Kevin''s eyes, for his aspirations of owning avish mansion


    and sports car had ended unexpectedly.


    “All right, be quiet!” Nigel announced.


    With a singlemand, the whole banquet hall fell into pin-drop silence.


    “Today, we celebrate my grandfather''s eightieth birthday. I thank you all for being here. Shannon,


    please bring Grandpa here,” Nigel stated with a baritone voice.


    On such an asion, Shannon naturally would do him the honor. She spun around silently and


    pushed Conner out of the room at the back.


    Sitting in the wheelchair, Conner was beaming with vitality. He did not appear to be sick at all.


    “Let the celebration begin,” Nigel dered.


    “Grandpa, I wish you prosperity and longevity.” Dexter was quick to bolt ahead and knelt before his


    grandfather. “And to congratte you, I''m gifting you a sculpture as a symbol of longevity!”


    Dexter was filthy rich, and he had a penchant for gold and diamond.


    Everyone craned their necks to see what kind of sculpture he had brought.


    Slowly, two men suited in tuxedos pushed a cart containing arge object into the banquet hall. It


    was covered by a sheet of red cloth. Judging by its appearance, it resembled a tiny mountain that


    was more than a meter high and a few dozen centimeters wide.


    As Dexter abruptly pulled the red cloth off, the glittering glow from the sculpture underneath almost


    blinded the crowd.


    My goodness!


    Astounded, the crowd gasped in unison.


    In front of their eyes, there stood a gleaming mountain-like golden sculpture, embellished with


    precious agate stones.


    It looked like it could weigh about two hundred kilograms, boasting a total worth of more than a


    hundred million.


    Only a crown prince like Dexter could afford a gift made from a hundred million worth of gold.


    No other families could splurge that amount of money, not even the Wilson family. Besides, to


    procure that much gold within such a short timeframe was already challenging enough.


    Kevin was instantly charmed by the golden sculpture. “Wow! So much gold!”


    “Good! I like it!” pping his hands, Connerughed merrily. With that, the sculpture was sent into a


    room beside.


    After Dexter showed off his first-rate present, the rest of them felt embarrassed to even take out


    theirs.


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    Nigel then smiled faintly as he swept his nce across the hall, anticipating the next gift.


    At that juncture, Rodrick took a sip of red wine and approached Conner to give his wishes.


    “Grandpa, all I wish for is your good health. My present for you may not be as extravagant as the


    sculpture, but it''s my way of expressing my gratitude to you.”


    As Rodrick pped his hands, his subordinate strode toward him with a tray. Simrly, the tray was


    also covered by a red cloth.


    The red cloth was then removed, revealing the item sitting on the tray.