The news of the Johnson family's downfall put me in a great mood.

I hummed a tune while personally cooking a sumptuous dinner for Ethan Lawrence.


Although the taste was... difficult to describe.

Ethan Lawrence fell into a long silence as he stared at several plates of unidentifiable black objects on the table.

"What is... this?" he asked with difficulty, pointing to one dish that vaguely resembled chicken wings.


"Cola chicken wings!" I said proudly. "How about it? Don't they look appetizing?"

He remained silent for even longer.


Finally, he picked up his chopsticks, took a piece, and put it in his mouth.

I looked at him expectantly: "How is it? How is it?"

He chewed a few times with no expression on his face, then swallowed.

"Not bad," he said.

I was so happy I almost jumped up.

"Really? Then have some more!"

That night, he ate half a plate of "cola chicken wings" without changing his expression.

Late at night, when I got up to use the bathroom, I saw the light in the study was still on.

I walked over quietly and through the crack in the door saw him making a phone call.

"...Stomach medicine? Hmm, send over two boxes. The strongest kind."

The smile froze on my face.

The next day, I never set foot in the kitchen again.

After dealing with the Jiang family, the next target was the Woods family.

The Woods family was much harder to deal with than the Jiang family.

They had entrenched themselves within the Lawrence Group for years, with deep roots and numerous allies.

Although Ethan Lawrence had returned to the group, many core departments were still controlled by people from the Woods family.

He left early and returned late every day, so busy that his feet barely touched the ground.

What I can do is to take good care of his home and continue to gather intelligence in the circle of wealthy ladies.

That day, a distant relative of the Woods family was marrying off her daughter and sent me an invitation.

I knew it was a trap, but I went anyway.

At the banquet, I indeed received "special treatment" from the Woods family members.

A group of women, led by Victoria Lawrence's sister, Mrs. Woods, surrounded me in the middle and mocked me with thinly veiled sarcasm.

"Well, isn't this the Lawrence family's daughter-in-law? Such good fortune, marrying a man in a vegetative state, and then he wakes up, and suddenly she's risen to prominence."

"Indeed. Unlike some people who scheme endlessly, only to have both their son and themselves end up in jail. That's truly karma."

Mrs. Woods' face turned green with anger, but she couldn't lash out openly, so she could only direct her attacks at me.

"Jade Johnson, I heard you weren't actually the biological daughter of the Johnson family?" she asked in a sinister tone. "So who are your real parents? How come we've never heard you mention them?"

This question struck right at my vulnerable spot.

I really don't know who my biological parents are.

I was switched at birth, only knowing that I was abandoned at the hospital entrance.

Seeing that I remained silent, Mrs. Lin became even more smug.

"What's wrong? Can't speak up? Well, who knows what kind of disreputable family you come from. In families like ours, we value matching backgrounds and pure bloodlines. Unlike certain
people who dare to bring all sorts of mixed blood into their homes."

Her words drew laughter from those around us.

My face burned with shame, my fists clenched tightly.

Just as I was about to retort, a cool female voice suddenly came from behind me.

"Mrs. Lin is right. Bloodline is indeed very important."

I turned around to see a woman in a white outfit with a cold demeanor walking toward us.

She appeared to be around thirty, with beautiful features but extremely sharp eyes.

I didn't recognize her.

When Mrs. Lin saw her, however, she looked like a mouse that had spotted a cat, the smile on her face instantly disappearing.

"Miss... Miss Su, what brings you here?"

"Why can't I come?" The woman referred to as "Miss Wright" walked to my side and gave Mrs. Lin a faint glance. "I'm here to see my niece, is that not allowed?"

Niece?

I was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned.

That Miss Wright turned her head, looked at me, and revealed a faint smile on her cold face.

"Cici, I'm your aunt."