It was difficult for those of the working class like them to truly integrate into high society, even if they managed to climb the social ladder.If River truly liked Rosalie but faced rejection from the Lafayettes, he might eventually remember her goodness. Being the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family was no easy feat, and the same went for a son-in-law. He would be treated with suspicion, as if he were a thief.Gaining entry into his in-laws’ business circle would be even harder.Moreover, River’s company, Crest Co., and Amber LT were competitors in the same industry. As the saying went, two of a trade never agree, so River and Rosalie’s relationship would face significant obstacles.Of course, since River liked Rosalie, he would have to experience that rejection firsthand. He would only remember how good she was after hitting a wall. She could afford to wait a year or two, anyway. Once River realized his limits, she could pursue him again.Perhaps by then, River would have resi

At the sight of River’s speechless face, Rosalie smiled triumphantly.Then, in the next breath, River pulled out his phone and said, “Give me your bank account number. I’ll transfer the money to you right now. Go buy whatever you want tomorrow, but bring back the receipts.“I need proof you actually spent my money on those things and didn’t just use it to pamper some pretty boy like Christian.“He’s not even half as good-looking as I am, Rosalie. Raise your standards. Don’t just pick any random person off the streets. If you’re going to keep a boy toy, at least pick one better looking than me.”Rosalie was speechless for a moment.“River, are you jealous?”Suddenly intrigued, she studied him.“Have you secretly fallen for me? Did you get jealous when you saw me turn up with Christian tonight? You’ve been targeting Christian all night, trying to smear him the moment you saw him.“You wish you could tear us apart immediately. I’m not wrong, am I? That’s exactly what you’ve been d

Christian could not stop Rosalie. In fact, she even covered for him, downing drinks on his behalf during toasts.Worried she would soon be wasted, he finally grabbed her arm.“Rosalie, let’s go. We’ll say goodbye to Mr. Lambert and head out. It’s late.”“Is River gone yet?” Rosalie suddenly asked.“No idea. Haven’t seen him in a while.” Christian paused, realization dawning on him. “Wait, did you drink this much because he pissed you off?“And why does it matter if he’s left? Are we not leaving before he does?”Was she really that fixated on River?Christian noticed her unusual preoccupation but did not mind. After all, they were not officially dating and were just testing the waters. If things did not work out, they would remain friends.“He’ll tattle to my grandfather,” Rosalie muttered.“Earlier, when I stepped outside for a bit, I threw a drink at him. And kicked him.”Christian was speechless for a moment.“You know, you really should be more considerate of Mr. Lamber

Christian hurried forward, grabbing Rosalie's wrist as he apologized to River, “My apologies, Mr. York. Rosalie has had too much to drink. I’ll take her home now.”He tried pulling her away, coaxing gently, “Rosalie, let’s go. You’re drunk.”However, Rosalie wrenched free again, crowding into River's space with a tipsy grin.“Here, handsome, let big sis take good care of you. I love pretty boys like you the most. You’re so handsome.”Her hands roamed shamelessly, cupping his face and trailing down his neck, until River caught her wrists mid-descent.Staring at her giggling face, he asked Christian, “Why did you let her drink so much? This is how she acts when she’s drunk?”If she tried this on someone less scrupulous, she would be in trouble. Christian sighed.“After she spoke with you earlier, she was upset. She started downing every drink offered and even sought out toasts herself. I tried stopping her, but she wouldn’t stop.“She sent me to check if you’d left, worried you’d

Damian sprinted outside at record speed.Spotting the car idling at the gates, his panic made him fumble with the lock. It took several tries before the gates finally swung open.River rolled down the window as Damian approached.“Rosalie’s asleep. Carrying her all that way would be quite the effort even for you. I’ll get Enzo to drive in.”“Oh, okay. Rosalie’s asleep, is she? She—” Damian’s words died in his throat when he saw River’s face and neck covered in lipstick smudges.Oh, god. His sister had really done it this time.She had turned River into a human graffiti wall.River directed Enzo to drive further in and stop at the door to the main building. Without waiting for Damian, he carried Rosalie inside. Not knowing where her room was, he deposited her on the living room sofa. She was out cold like a log.However, River was not in a hurry to leave. Once Damian was inside, he said to him, “Look at what your sister’s done to me. I was just about to say goodbye to Mr. Lamber