Half an hour later, Felix arrived at a nearby upscale mall.Malls like this were abundant in Aleshire, but he had specifically chosen this one because he had learned in advance about a shop selling high-quality, locally made scarves. Since he was picking out a gift, he wanted something with a regional flair. A luxury handbag, while expensive, lacked creativity—it could be bought anywhere as long as one had the money.While waiting for the elevator, a sudden scream startled everyone."Ah! Where did this little beggar come from? My dress!"Everyone turned to see a distressed woman glaring at her dress. Nearby stood a six-year-old girl. Her clothes were tattered and dirty, and her face was smudged with grime."Miss, don't you recognize me?"The little girl reached out toward the woman again. Furious, the woman recoiled, clearly unwilling to let her pristine white dress accumulate more smudges. She raised her hand and slapped the child. "Get lost! Where's security?"Felix interv
Felix extended his perception for a while but found no suspicious movements or individuals. He had no choice but to give up. Perhaps, as the two bystanders had mentioned, this notorious thief had already moved on to another location.Given that this mall had already been hit, it was likely the thief had left.Still, Felix couldn't shake one big question. Why did they target phones? For someone capable of stealing from someone as skilled as himself, they could undoubtedly pull off far bigger heists. Why did they go through the trouble for something so minor?Unable to make sense of it, Felix decided not to dwell further. He headed to the top floor and immediately spotted the scarf shop he had come for. However, the sign at the entrance stood out more than anything else."Members only. Non-members, please do not enter".That one sentence alone showcased the shop's trust and exclusivity. Inside, the store was much larger than it appeared from the outside, with over a dozen sales coun
"Hah! What a disgrace to men. I can't imagine what Nancy was thinking, getting involved with trash like you," Ronald sneered.Bertha felt vindicated, knowing she would soon have her revenge. Ronald Sullivan wasn't just anyone—he was a second-generation elite in Aleshire who was wealthy and well-connected. On top of that, she had shared a bed with him a few times, giving her some leverage in their relationship."Mr. Sullivan is one of our highest-tier Platinum members. He could slap dozens of people like you to death with a single hand."Ronald's sudden appearance was unexpected, but Felix had no interest in wasting his time on this group of clowns. There were plenty of scarf shops in Aleshire—this one wasn't unique."If I want to leave, who can stop me?"Ronald stepped aside, but his two bodyguards moved in to block Felix. Just as they reached for him, their bodies trembled simultaneously, and they stepped back, backing away."Useless!" Ronald snapped, his face darkening. These
An older woman entered. One could tell she was a beauty when she was younger. Her lashes fluttered when she looked at Felix."A-Aunt Yvette?" Felix dropped his phone out of shock when he recognized Yvette.When Yale staged a coup, he had taken Yvette hostage. They had to beg Averill to save Yvette.Although Felix wasn't particularly close with Yvette, he understood that Yvette had been Cordelia's hope. He couldn't possibly feel nothing when he finally met Yvette in person."Felix, is that really you?" Yvette dashed over and agitatedly caressed Felix's face. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Where were you these past few years? I looked for you a few times at Avesburgh. You rascal! You worried me so much."Felix was not used to the love and care Yvette displayed. Had Yvette learned to cherish family after his parents passed away? He recalled not being that close with Yvette, though she was at least not as heartless as the Zellers."I'm fine, Aunt Yvette. How are you and your family
"Let's have dinner at home. I will cook for you. Your mom learned her cooking skills from me. There's nothing good at the restaurants nowadays," Yvette suggested."Okay," Felix agreed.He was at a stage where he craved family bonds, and Yvette was technically a relative. Otherwise, he would have no relatives showing up to his wedding."Ronald has lived a pampered life. His mom spoiled him rotten. If he offended you in any way, I hope you won't take it too personally.""Alright."Yvette's phone buzzed during the drive. She answered the phone on Bluetooth. "Hi, Margaret.""I've secured an appointment with Mrs. Walsh. Hurry over!"Yvette furrowed her brows, looking troubled. "But Margaret, I can't make it.""What's more important than meeting Mrs. Walsh? You knew she could help put in a good word. It'll help immensely with that business deal! I dropped you the location. Just come now."A thought struck Margaret Holmes. She added, "By the way, I nearly forgot that Ronald told me
A while later, Yvette and Felix showed up."Margaret, this is my nephew, Felix Zeller," she introduced Felix.Felix greeted Margaret for Yvette's sake."Felix? You look like a fine young man. I've heard about the incident at the scarf boutique. It's all Ronald's fault."Ronald offered an apology, saying, "I didn't know you were older than me. Consider us acquainted after that fight. Sorry about that."Felix absentmindedly answered him. It seemed like Margaret had since enjoyed a better status in the Sullivan family. It was either that, or Shaun was highly respected in the family. Otherwise, Ronald would never apologize.Felix regarded himself as having dealt with people from all walks of life. He believed in his judgment of character. Ronald, an impudent man, would not say sorry unless he was pressured by someone superior."Felix, the woman who will join us is Mrs. Walsh. She's a respectable figure in Aleshire. Since we're asking for her favor, please keep any grudges to yours
Who could have imagined such a thing would happen? Yvette hurried to explain, "Margaret, there must be some misunderstanding here! Let's be honest. With Felix's status, how could he possibly come into contact with someone like Evelyn York? Besides, he doesn't even reside in Aleshire."Felix was searching through his memory, trying to figure out if he had ever met someone named Evelyn York. In the end, the answer was clear—he truly hadn't."Yvette, stop defending him. I think he did it on purpose. Didn't you say before that there wasn't much point in reconnecting with old relatives? That already shows your relationship wasn't that close. He's clearly looking for trouble," Margaret said, cutting her off before she could respond."There's no need to explain further! I'll tell Nathaniel everything about this, and I'll inform Shaun as well," Margaret declared, leaving no room for discussion.At this point, Felix couldn't stay silent any longer. "If this is truly my fault, I'll take re
Yvette hurried out of the kitchen, still holding the ladle. She had never seen Shaun like this before."What happened, dear? Does it have something to do with Felix?"Shaun's expression was grim, and his face was shadowed with concern. Instead of answering her, he turned to Felix."Tell me honestly. What kind of conflict do you have with Evelyn? If we can't figure out the reason, I really can't do anything to help."Shaun, who usually carried himself with an easygoing and carefree attitude, now seemed utterly serious. It left Felix somewhere between amused and exasperated."I honestly don't know Evelyn. I've never even met her, let alone had any issues with her."Watching Shaun frown even more deeply, Yvette couldn't hold back any longer. No matter what, she couldn't just stand by and watch Cordelia's only blood relative end up in real trouble."What's going on? Just tell me!"Shaun sighed heavily, finally making a decision. "Drive Felix out of Aleshire. I'm afraid Evelyn has a