Chapter 606: Prefer Making Money

“Vera!” Megan Langdon protested coquettishly, her face flushing.

“Megan, I’m telling you, you should give up. Seriously. I think you and my brother are a much better match. My uncle… just forget it.”

“Are you saying the person your uncle likes is Melody Monroe?”

“Let’s not bring Melody Monroe into this for a second. Just talking about my uncle’s personality, if he likes someone, it doesn’t matter if she’s a celebrity or a beggar. It’s none of anyone else’s business. My grandpa and mom can’t do anything about it.”

Hearing this, Megan Langdon’s eyes filled with disappointment. She looked like she wanted to say something but held her tongue.

“Even I don’t think you and my uncle are possible. You should give up sooner rather than later. Give my brother a try.”

Megan Langdon secretly clenched her fists, a wave of resentment washing over her.

‘I wonder if Vera Fairchild looks down on me!’

‘Ever since we were little, in what way has Vera Fairchild not been superior to me? It’s the same now! Vera picks out diamonds as casually as if she were picking out cabbages, while I wouldn’t dare buy a single one!’

‘Even Mrs. Fairchild adores her. What right does a junior member of the family like Vera have to say so definitively that she and Evan Fairchild aren’t a good match?’

‘The one I want is Evan Fairchild, not Leo Fairchild!’

“We can eat now. I really like the food here. How about we invite my brother out for dinner tonight?” Vera Fairchild genuinely hoped her best friend could become her sister-in-law.

Her brother might be a little dull, but he would be an absolutely wonderful husband—the very considerate type.

But her third uncle!

‘God, I can’t even imagine it.’

‘That cold face of his could scare someone to death! A man like that is best admired from afar. You can’t get any wild ideas.’

“Okay, sure. If your brother’s free, invite him to dinner. I haven’t seen him in a very, very long time either.”

“Should I, you know, make myself scarce after I set it up?”

“Vera! What are you talking about! It’s not like that between your brother and me.”

“Megan, I’ve always considered you a dear friend, so let me tell you this: as for my uncle, you need to give up on that idea sooner rather than later. In the end, you’ll be the only one who gets hurt.”

“I know. Thank you, Vera. I’ll get my feelings under control. If he really does have someone he likes, I’ll be sure to wish him well.”

“Tell me, what does it actually feel like to like someone?”

“After all these years, you’ve never liked anyone?”

“Think about it. The men in my family—my dad, my second uncle, my third uncle, my brother… I see them every day. After looking at them, what other man could possibly catch my eye? I’d rather just make money.”

“You’ve never even tried to find a boyfriend or anything?”

“Nope. I’ve tried, but I’m never interested. Forget sleeping with them—I can’t even stand to have a meal with them.” Vera Fairchild felt her life was quite fulfilling and happy this way, free of worries.

“Perhaps that person just hasn’t shown up yet.”

In reality, Megan Langdon had always been envious and jealous of Vera Fairchild. The girl had won the birth lottery, being born into the Fairchild Family. And as for herself, although she could be best friends with Vera, their worlds were poles apart.

Vera Fairchild spent money like it was water, while she, although much better off than the average family, was leagues apart from Vera—the difference between the clouds and the mud.

Ever since she was a child, she had dreamed of living in a house like the Fairchild Estate, living the life of a Princess, just like Vera Fairchild.

She liked Evan Fairchild, and she had lost count of how many times she’d fantasized about becoming the third young mistress of the Fairchild Family.

‘She was not going to give up so easily!’

…

That afternoon, Candy took Sweetie from the Fisher Family’s estate back to the home she shared with Shawn Fisher.