Not only was Samantha Jensen ugly, but she was also brainless. Her brother—Javier Jensen—had already humbled himself to such an extent, yet she couldn't even read the room and had even said such a thing!

Hunter Sullivan sneered. "Alright, the Jensen family is so great. The Jensen family of San Francisco."

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With that, Hunter Sullivan turned to leave without paying any heed to Javier Jensen.

Javier Jensen was so frightened that his face turned ghostly pale. He rushed up to his sister and landed a firm slap on her face.

"Brother…"

'Brother has never laid a finger on me.' For a moment, Samantha was stunned.

However, her brother couldn't even be bothered with her. With a thud, he fell to the ground before Yvette Larson. "Ms. Larson, I'm begging you. You must help me put in a good word with Mr. Sullivan. I know I was wrong. I'm begging you."

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Javier Jensen repeatedly knocked his forehead against the ground, not stopping even though blood was now dripping from his forehead.

Javier Jensen dared not stop, and now, his heart was full of hatred toward his own sister. 'That plump woman can't do anything but stir up trouble for me. I can forget about all those troubles you created in the past, but can't you see that I'm already trying to do my best to make it up to her? Why are you still being so stubborn? Look at what you've done. Hunter Sullivan has blacklisted our Jensen family of San Francisco!'

Finn Taylor picked up that jade piece and dragged his wife out of the shop.

As she walked out, Yvette Larson turned to glance at the pair.

Seeing that Javier Jensen was still kneeling down on the ground, she turned to her spouse and asked in a low voice, "What shall we do? Shall we let Mr. Sullivan know about this?"

"Is there a need for that?"

Yvette Larson gave it some thought and eventually decided to let the matter go. She didn't know Hunter Sullivan well either. In fact, she had other matters to discuss with Hunter Sullivan.

It would be detrimental for her if she were to offend Hunter Sullivan because of Javier Jensen.

"Mr. Sullivan, I'll treat you to some coffee." Yvette Larson caught up with Hunter Sullivan.

The trio then headed to a coffee shop within the shopping mall.

"Mr. Sullivan, I'm very sorry about this. I'll cut to the chase." Yvette Larson then told him all about the problems the company was facing in regards to production, the substandard quality, and their inability to deliver the products on time.

Hunter Sullivan furrowed his brows as he heard this. Eventually, he replied, "Forget it; it's our first time collaborating with each other. I won't put you on the spot, but don't blame me for fulfilling the contractual obligations if something goes wrong the next time."

Although Hunter Sullivan said that, he thought in his heart, 'Anyway, this company belongs to your husband. It's none of my business whether you pay or not.'

After sending Hunter Sullivan off, Yvette Larson looked at her husband, clearly annoyed. "Finn Taylor, what's wrong with you? How many times did I remind you not to be impulsive earlier? Look, we would've been doomed if Mr. Sullivan didn't happen to show up. So what if we didn't get that jade piece? We could've gotten something else for Clarine Landon. Do you know what would've happened if we had offended the Jensen family?"

Finn Taylor bore the brunt of his wife's anger without rebuking her. 'My wife is right no matter what she says. If my wife gets into any trouble, I will have to resolve it.'

Even after scolding her partner for several minutes, Yvette Larson didn't even get as much as a word out of him. Because it felt pointless to her, she gave up on lecturing her husband.

She simply reminded him to watch his words if he wanted to protect her in the future.

Of course, Finn Taylor agreed to everything.

Whether his agreement translated into actions was another matter altogether.

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The next morning, Finn Taylor got dressed and waited for his wife.

Since she was still putting on makeup, he sat there obediently, watching her do so.

From time to time, Yvette Larson would turn around to see that her husband was staring at her. "Why are you staring at me?"

"You're my wife. Who would I look at if I don't look at you?"

"Don't people say that men like to play video games while waiting for their wives? Why aren't you playing video games?"

"I don't like video games."

"Then, you can do something else like watching animations."

"I don't like animations either."

"What do you like then?"

"I like you."

Yvette Larson blushed and hissed, "Don't joke around. Go read a book."

Whatever his wife said was the law. As such, Finn Taylor obediently headed to the study to grab a book.

But Yvette Larson saw that the book's title was: 'How to Coax Your Wife.'

At that moment, she felt like the most blissful woman in the world.

Half an hour later, Yvette Larson was finally done with her makeup. The couple was finally ready to get out of the house.

The Landon family wasn't very different from the Larson family and was also considered a second-tier family in San Francisco.

Clarine Landon's birthday party was being held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel.

This was a five-star hotel in San Francisco that even Clarine Landon's family wouldn't usually visit. However, it was her birthday after all, and they couldn't afford to be miserly.

As such, Clarine Landon's parents had arranged for the birthday party to be held here.

When she saw her best friend walking over with Finn Taylor, she couldn't help but sigh.

She had been madly infatuated with that violinist for a period of time, but that violinist had turned out to be none other than Finn Taylor.

Unfortunately, Finn Taylor was her best friend's husband. There was no way she was going to snatch him away from her. As such, she could do nothing but sigh.

"You're the birthday girl today. Why are you sighing? Look at what I got you!" Yvette Larson handed her best friend the gift.

The latter didn't worry about opening the present in front of her best friend and opened it right away. After all, such rules were between strangers.

There was no need for such rules between her and Yvette Larson.

The moment Clarine Landon saw the jade pendant, she let out a surprised yelp. "Wow, it's beautiful!"

"Oh right, Yvette. I remember you wearing a jade pendant too. Take it out! Let's see which one looks better."

Hearing her best friend's words, Yvette grunted. "Speaking about that, it's really strange, but I haven't been able to find that jade pendant."

Finn Taylor cut in innocently. "What jade pendant? Why have I never seen it? Did you buy it for yourself?"

Of course, he knew exactly which jade pendant they were talking about. He had recently gotten his subordinates to investigate that jade pendant.

Since they had brought it up, Finn Taylor took the opportunity to ask how his wife had gotten it in the first place.

"What, do you care about how much your wife paid for it because you don't have money to buy it for her?"

"Let's go, Yvette. We'll ignore him."

Unfortunately, Finn Taylor was interrupted by Clarine Landon.

The latter dragged her best friend into the room.

Finn Taylor watched as Clarine Landon walked off into the distance, resisting the urge to punch her.

Just as he was about to walk in, an Audi A6 stopped right next to him, in front of the Grand Hyatt Hotel's lobby.

A besuited young man in sunglasses then got out of the car.