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“Mom, they’re simply judging a book by its cover, and your daughter isn’t the type to take things lying down,” Kamila Zahir twirled her hair a bit, “Just wait and see. I’ll slowly claw my way up to the top and then stomp them all under my feet!”

“Exactly, they’re not even worthy of carrying my daughter’s shoes!”

Nancy Emmett spat out again in disgust!

The two women looked disgusted, feeling angry and indignant.

Jasmine Yale was boiling with anger inside, but their conversation was just ridiculous.

Apparently, the haughty and domineering nature of this mother and daughter duo had not changed at all.

Should she be thankful for being thrown out by them?

Otherwise, they would eventually nauseate her to death.

“Mom, cheers. Your daughter is the best.”

Kamila Zahir raised her glass and clinked it against Nancy Emmett’s.

“All these women at the party tonight are either fake-breasted, brainless, or tastelessly vulgar, and none of them catch my eye,” Nancy Emmett sneered.

“Exactly, all these men and women who climbed up the social ladder probably sold themselves!”

Kamila Zahir covered her mouth and started to giggle.

“Kamila, don’t be discouraged. Gold will shine anywhere. Believe in yourself. You’re the toughest one here.”

“Mom, when have I ever been discouraged? I become more courageous with each setback!”

“That’s my girl.”

“Mom, this Brianna Belle is just an actress, there’s no guarantee she will be useful. We worked so hard to get here; we need to find a more influential backer.”

“So Kamila, who do you reckon carries the most weight here?”

Nancy Emmett snuggled up close to Kamila with a sly look on her face.

Their eyes darted around the room, sizing up everyone.

“Mom,” Kamila Zahir lowered her voice, “I’ve done some digging. Here in Landon, Mr. Cheney holds the greatest power. One cough from him can make the whole city tremble.”

“Mr. Cheney? Who is Mr. Cheney?”

Nancy Emmett looked curious, she clearly didn’t know.

She and Kamila Zahir had not been in Landon for long.

“Mom, you’re so uninformed!” Kamila Zahir lowered her voice further, “All you need to know is that Mr. Cheney is the most powerful man in Landon.”

“So, is Mr. Cheney an old man?”

“Of course not! I’ve heard he’s young and handsome, but ruthless and unapproachable, no one dares to anger him.”

Kamila Zahir seemed a bit apprehensive, her voice very soft.

Jasmine Yale had her earphones on but wasn’t playing any music.

So, she heard every word Kamila Zahir and Nancy Emmett said.

“How ruthless can a young man be?” Nancy Emmett didn’t believe.

“It’s because he’s young that he’s ruthless,” Kamila Zahir explained, “For example, there was a time at an auction in the US when Mr. Cheney was bidding on an antique table lamp. A man dared to bid against him.”

“And then what happened…” Nancy Emmett was fascinated.

“Not long later, that man’s house caught fire. His entire family was burned to death.”

Nancy Emmett broke out in a cold sweat: “Seriously?”

“That’s not all. I also heard that Mr. Cheney was once chased abroad. When cornered, he took out ten enemies by himself amid gunfire and then lived to tell the tale.”

Nancy Emmett was apparently shocked.

“Kamila, is this man really that ruthless?”

“Mom, these are just rumors, all of this supposedly took place abroad.”

“Mr. Cheney lived abroad?”

“Yes, he stayed in Lonton for the past three years and only returned recently,” Kamila Zahir shared mysteriously..