Upon hearing that Gavin Kleine was going to buy a house at Pacific Heights, everyone became even more excited.

Everyone from San Francisco knew what that meant.

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Pacific Heights was the core of San Francisco's business circle. Even among the prominent families in San Francisco, there were top-tier families and second-tier families.

Yvette Larson's family was a second-tier family.

Why weren't they a top-tier family? Because they didn't have a villa at Pacific Heights.

This was the rule the Sanders family had set. Although it seemed tyrannical, it had been passed down up until today.

The key determining factor of whether a person was successful or not was whether they were capable of purchasing a villa at Pacific Heights.

Of course, Gavin Kleine was simply exaggerating.

The cheapest villa at Pacific Heights cost at least 15 million dollars. There was no way he'd be able to afford one there, given his financial ability.

But of course, nobody present knew just how much he had. That was why nobody was able to expose his lies.

"Yvette, make sure to come once I buy a villa at Pacific Heights."

Finn Taylor was speechless. 'Why don't you buy a house first? What's the point of talking so much crap here?'

"Sigh, it's really such a pity. Didn't I chase Yvette in the past?"

Countless voices sounded out one after another. "Yes, you did!"

"Yes, what a pity. I was incapable at that time, but now that I'm capable, you're already married. It'd be great if you were the female owner of this house."

Yvette Larson cut in. "Alright, stop it. I don't like you, and I have a great relationship with my husband. I'm going to leave if you continue saying such things."

"Forget it. I won't joke around anymore." Gavin Kleine raised both his arms up exaggeratedly. "You must be Yvette's husband. Brother, I heard that you don't have a good reputation in San Francisco. Is that true? But that doesn't matter. It's enough as long as you can give Yvette a blissful life. Oh right, Brother. Where's the house that you bought? Since we're all here, you can give us your address. We can decide on a date now so that we can have a meal together."

Gavin Kleine seemed to be trying to provoke him.

Finn Taylor had never worked a single day in the past three years. The whole of San Francisco knew about this.

Nonetheless, Gavin Kleine had chosen to say such things to him.

Yvette Larson was fuming, and she picked up her husband's hand, preparing to leave. She was never one to joke around. 'Since you made a promise and couldn't stick to it, I'll leave.'

But her husband didn't budge no matter how hard she tugged on him.

Yvette Larson bit on her lip. 'Why is he still staying?'

"Yvette, since your classmates are all here, let's just announce it."

Yvette Larson was slightly confused. 'What is Finn Taylor trying to do?'

"Our family has worked hard over the past three years, and we've bought a house too. However, it's just a second-hand property. It's currently under renovation, and the works should be done by the fifth of next month. I discussed with Yvette, and we were planning on inviting some friends and family over on the tenth to have a party. Initially, I thought that it'd be too shameless to send you guys invitations and receive gifts from you since you haven't met in such a long time. But since someone has already brought it up, I might as well invite you guys too. Make sure you mark your calendars for the tenth of next month!"

Gavin Kleine had wanted to use this to put Finn Taylor down so that he would stand out. Besides, he had heard about Yvette Larson's collaboration with the Xander Corporation.

If he could interact with Yvette through work, he might just be able to win her over. However, not only had he not been able to make Finn Taylor look bad, but he had even been put in his place by the latter.

More importantly, it seemed like he was the one scolding himself. He couldn't even rebuke the other.

But given Gavin Kleine's understanding of Yvette Larson's family, he refused to believe that Finn Taylor was telling the truth.

'Buying a house? Can your family buy a house given your family's conditions? Oh right, you said it was second-hand property. Don't tell me it's in a run-down neighborhood—the kind that has dozens of floors but no elevators.' Gavin Kleine felt that he was right. 'If that's the case, I would be terribly interested in attending Yvette Larson's housewarming party. Then, I'll let everyone know how stupid she was for rejecting me.'

"Yvette, your family bought a house too? Where is it? How is it compared to Gavin's house?"

Property in San Francisco had sky-high prices. There weren't many young people who could afford their own properties now.

Now that everyone heard that Yvette Larson's family had bought a house too, they posed this question excitedly.

However, Yvette Larson was simply confused. 'Why don't I know about my family buying a house? Finn Taylor is just making this up to shut Gavin Kleine up. How am I supposed to say anything?'

"Don't ask any more questions. Just come and have a look at it on the tenth. You'll find out then." Finn Taylor stepped in and saved his wife from the tricky situation.

But Gavin Kleine had seen Yvette Larson's expression and Finn Taylor's hasty explanation. He didn't believe that Finn Taylor was speaking the truth. 'But there's no hurry to expose them now. There's no point in doing so.'

He hoped to make the matter as big of a fuss as possible. He wanted to see just how Finn Taylor would clean this mess up once his lies were exposed.

'Although this man doesn't have a good reputation in San Francisco, he's still Yvette Larson's husband. What I want is for the other to be entirely ruined. I can then use that chance to force Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson to get a divorce. That way, I won't even need to go against my conscience to be with her.'

As everyone finished their meal at Gavin Kleine's house, they left his house one after another.

The moment the trio got into the car, Clarine Landon hurriedly asked her best friend, "Yvette, you bought a house? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"What do you mean? He was just bragging. Finn, how are you going to clean up this mess now?"

Finn Taylor let out a proud smile. "What if I was telling the truth?"

"Keep on bragging. Do you know how much a house costs? I think you'd have money to buy me breakfast, but I've never expected you to buy a house."

All Finn Taylor got was 200 dollars a month, and he had to feed a family of four with that.

Yvette Larson even suspected that her husband had to pay for their expenses out of his own pocket. 'Who'll believe you when you say that you've earned enough money to buy a house?'

But even though Finn Taylor was the one who had lied, the couple would have to bear the consequences together.

As such, Yvette Larson was at a loss. After all, there was no way she could remain in San Francisco once word of her lies got out.