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CHapter 31

    CHapter 31


    C’mon, that was Jasper Schnabel! His secretary couldn’t even get a glimpse of him, let alone meet


    him. Meeting Jasper required proof of funds, and the poor were simply not worthy of his legal


    representation!


    How on earth did Noe get in touch with him?


    Vincent was gobsmacked!


    Jasper, seething, said, “Mr. Lambert, even if you did take care of Noe in the past, you’re nothing


    to her now! Noe has her own family. Mrs. and Ms. Lambert aren’t her mom and sister, so watch


    your mouth!”


    Vincent, choking up, “We raised her for eighteen years, and she turns her back on us over some


    tiny tiff? What’s the big deal about asking her to release my wife and daughter?”


    And he’d been camping out there for days, just waiting for Noe!


    Jasper couldn’t help but let out a snort. “Mr. Lambert sees kidnapping as only a ‘tiny tiff“?”


    “Kidnapping? My wife was just worried sick about her, wanting to send her back to the boonies. out


    of the goodness of her heart. Mr. Schnabel, don’t say I didn’t warn you – Noe’s broke as a joke.


    Don’t let her con you out of your fees!”


    Jasper was about to burst outughing! He managed to keep his cool, turned to Noe with a gentle


    tone. “Noe, if I happen to do something ‘kind‘ in a bit, just pretend you didn’t see anything, okay?”


    Noe nodded obediently. “Alright, but I still have some questions for him.”


    Vincent eyed Noe warily, his tone frosty. “What do you wanna ask? If you’re thinking about


    crawling back to us, you can kiss that dream goodbye! I don’t need a heartless daughter like you! If


    you don’t help me get your mom and sister out, I’ll dig up your grandma’s grave, and she won’t be


    able to rest in peace!”


    Noe felt a flicker of anger.


    Old Mrs. Lambert was Vincent’s own mother, who had worked hard to raise him. How could he say


    such a thing?


    She was the kindest soul in the Lambert family. When the Lambert couple were too busy to care for


    her, it was Old Mrs. Lambert who had raised her with love, rocking her in the wicker chair those


    were the warmest moments of her childhood.


    When Noe was poisoned by the sweets Briony gave her, and the Lambert couple didn’t bother to


    check on her, it was Old Mrs. Lambert who, despite her age, carried Noe in search of doctors and


    took care of her herself!


    And when Vincent was struggling to start his business, it was Old Mrs. Lambert who supported him


    with all her savings.


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    The thought of Vincent uttering such words made Noe feel sad for Old Mrs. Lambert.


    “If you do that. I’ll make you regret it. Whether Grandma’s spirit rests in peace is not up to me – it’s


    on you!”


    Vincent felt a twinge of guilt. He was just trying to scare Noe with those words, not truly nning


    to desecrate Old Mrs. Lambert’s grave.


    “Grandma? She’s not your grandma, she’s Briony’s!”


    Noe calmly asked, “What’s your connection with the director of Heartfelt Orphanage?”


    Vincent was speechless.


    How did this brat know to ask about Heartfelt Orphanage? Did she find something out?


    “Must I give you updates on my college friends? Listen, Noe, if you refuse toe back with me


    today. I’ll publicly disown you tomorrow! You ungrateful child! Do you have no conscience


    whatsoever?”


    Noe ignored his rant and walked back behind Jasper.


    “I’m all done asking.”


    Jasper pped his hands and a bunch of burly men in ck suits emerged from behind his Porsche


    Cayenne, circling Vincent.


    “Since Mr. Lambert is all about good intentions, I’ll return the favor – time to send Mr. Limbert


    back to his roots!”


    The goons stepped up, picked up Vincent like he was a featherweight, and chucked him into a


    van!


    Vincent, over fifty and worn out from daily schmoozing, was no match for these beefy bodyguards.


    He couldn’t struggle free even as his arm was nearly dislocated!


    Noe tugged on Jasper’s sleeve.


    Jasper immediately looked down at her, his voice soft, “Anything you want me to note. Noe?”


    “His hometown’s in Linefort City.”


    Vincent made it big from a little southwestern town even poorer than Emerald County, a ce he


    hadn’t set foot in for twenty years. Getting from Linefort City to Tranquility City was a trek- ride a


    bullock cart out of the vige, then hop on a tractor to the town, catch a bus to the city. and finally


    grab a train to the airport. All in all, it took a good three or four days!


    Jasper’s eyes lit up with pleasure, “Roger that! I’ll make sure he gets home sweet home. Let’s


    buy you a brooch, a hundred of ‘em! I heard Master Azure’s got new stuff. I’ll buy it all for you!”


    Noe was speechless.


    Last time, Beckett had emptied Azure’s inventory just to gift her clothes!


    She knew exactly what was new at Azure’s- those were the designs she’d whipped up on the ne


    back to the Schnabels‘, casual sketches that had skyrocketed in poprity among the high society


    ladies of Imperial City.


    Kitai, standing in the shop and spotting Jasper in his bespoke suit, had his smile stretching all the


    way to the back of his head!


    There came the big spender, the money god himself, demanding a private shopping session!


    Kitai caught sight of the stunning girl trailing behind the money god and was instantly at a loss


    for words.


    Wasn’t that his cutthroat boss? Could this be the boss’stest tactic for inspecting the stores?


    Noe shot Kitai a look, signaling him to zip it about their connection.


    “I want all thetest brooches from your store. Gonna snag ‘em all for my sis!”


    The clerk zipped into action, hauling out all the brooches they had, even the ones fromst


    year.


    Jasper, with a wave of his hand, dered, “Wrap ‘em all up! And the clothes too; let’s see what fits


    my sis and get those as well!”


    Noe was left speechless.


    Why did she need all these clothes?


    “Jasper, I’m already drowning in clothes at home; my walk–in’s bursting at the seams. I’m good


    for now.”


    “Walk–in’s overflowing? I’ll just snap up a new house for you. How about this property? I’ve got a


    ce there too, might as well hand it over to you.”


    Jasper whipped out his phone and showed Noe the swanky South Mansion in the heart of


    Celestial City, right next to Imperial City.


    Noe hurriedly said, “Jasper, that’s alright, I kinda love sticking with Mom, Dad, and you guys.”


    “You’ve got a point, but I’ll get it for you anyway; let’s call it a birthday present.”


    Kitai was too shocked to speak.


    This dude, buying houses like he’s picking up groceries, was the big boss’s family? His boss was


    actually the heiress of a top–dor dynasty!


    Jasper, eyeing the fountain of clothes, stroked his chin. “Still gotta buy the clothes. Girls love


    mming up, and we’ll take the shoes and essories too. Charge it all and send it to the


    Schnabel Manor.”


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    Kitai’s grin was blooming like spring flowers. “That’ll be 150 million, but for you, a friendly discount


    to 100 million. Paying with cash or card?”


    Master Azure never offered discounts, but with Noe present, Kital feared his bones would be the


    ones getting shed if he didn’t sh the price.


    Jasper asked, “100 million in cash?”


    Even if he could withdraw that much, where would the store even put it?


    Kitai smoothly presented the card reader. “Here you go.”


    The big boss was a legend, dragging her own brother to the store just to boost sales. Brilliant!


    Thinking about this, Kitai felt he couldn’t be the drag. Time to haul his own family in for a shopping


    spree!
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