“What did you say? Wealthy heir, are you?! Hahaha!” Irene was thoroughly enjoying herself now.

Mila had always been untouchable, beyond anyone’s reach… to think that she would have picked such an oddball as her boyfriend!

What a moron.

Kenneth was sneering as well. “In that case, Gerald, if I may be so bold, what sort of work do you do? Which field is your family involved in?” As he said this, he brandished his wristwatch again, as though worried people might fail to notice his Rolex.

Gerald regarded the two of them coldly. “You don’t deserve to hear about my family business.”

“Bwahahahahaha!” Clutching their bellies, they burst into laughter.

Mila tugged gently on his shirt, pleading for him to stop talking.

She had said all of that just now because she had been in a panic. She hadn’t expected Gerald to take the ball and run with it.

Mila was well aware that Gerald came from modest means and was always getting bullied too. It was just that he had won a lottery later on.

Still, lottery