Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Adrian Law’s expression was indifferent, while the surrounding guests were already in a state of shock.

The Purple Wisteria Skirt that Cecilia Vaughn was wearing was actually worth over ten million?

Did they hear it wrong?

In an instant, silence fell everywhere, and everyone widened their eyes, all staring at Cecilia Vaughn, wishing they could stare a few more times at the skirt on her...

Wow, over ten million!

All present were nobles of the upper class, and usually, when a young lady of a great family wore a dress worth millions, it was enough to be proud and enviable, but the one Cecilia was wearing was actually in the eight-figure range!

This is absolutely not something an ordinary rich family could afford, let alone, today is Fiona Vaughn’s engagement party, not Cecilia Vaughn’s special day, such extravagance is truly astonishing.

...

Even Tyson Law, who previously boasted that he could compensate for ten skirts, was speechless.

He stared at Cecilia Vaughn in disbelief, unable to believe that his half-brother was so indulgent with her!

No matter how imaginative he was, he would never have guessed that someone would wear something in the eight-figure range!

And unluckily, Fiona Vaughn went and ripped it!

Fiona Vaughn was also dumbfounded, if she had known Cecilia was so wantonly extravagant, she would never have acted herself!

Now, she would have to come and soften up, that was over ten million, if truly compensated, her heart would bleed...

”Sister, I’m sorry, I didn’t expect this skirt to be so valuable...”

”But... but I really didn’t mean to, they say the ignorant are not guilty, sister, can’t you forgive me this once? Today is my most important day, please, can you not?...”

Fiona Vaughn bit her lip, the regret and weakness on her face aroused sympathy.

Only her tightly clenched fist revealed the jealousy and hatred in her heart.

...

Actually, Cecilia Vaughn also didn’t expect this Purple Wisteria Skirt to be so invaluable, she helplessly glanced at Adrian Law, completely impressed by her man’s extravagance.

And now Fiona Vaughn insisted on playing the victim, Cecilia’s expression sharpened, with a faintly mocking look.

”What, Fiona Vaughn, you’re the one who tore the skirt, I’m the one who suffered the loss, you think just by saying it wasn’t intentional, you can make me bear all the losses?”

”Sister...” Fiona Vaughn, teary-eyed, looked up in grievance: ”Otherwise, I can try to repair the skirt back to its original state?”

”You think saying repair can actually repair it?”

Cecilia Vaughn stared coldly at Fiona Vaughn, the sarcasm at the corners of her lips growing stronger.

”Fiona Vaughn, do you think you can find a second piece of fabric with the same pattern as the Sunset Veil in such a short time? Even if you find the fabric, double-sided embroidered weaving is a unique skill in the world, can you invite Master Sinclair to come out of retirement?”

The Myrian Wilds’ Sunset Veil, also known as falling silk, is created by the silkworms of the Myrian Wilds, and it takes decades to make even a small piece, almost priceless on the market.

As for the double-sided embroidered weaving technique, it was a lost skill since the flourishing Tang dynasty, only Master Walter Sinclair single-handedly revived this supreme ancient craft.

Besides Walter Sinclair, there probably isn’t a second person in the world who knows this skill.

And Sinclair has long since retired in seclusion, no one can even find his whereabouts, let alone ask him to tailor a dress?

Fiona Vaughn’s attempt to try and restore it to the original is just talk, by the time it’s repaired and unsuccessful, she would play the pity card, claiming she already tried, why wouldn’t her sister be gracious even when right?

Such tricks, Cecilia Vaughn was long tired of seeing.

...

Struck by Cecilia Vaughn’s expose, all of Fiona Vaughn’s plans fell through, her face turned deathly pale.

”Sister, but I... I really didn’t mean to...”

She looked mournful, her beautiful face pale, tears brimming in her eyes, she could only tremble and lean into Tyson Law’s arms for warmth.

Cecilia Vaughn shrugged nonchalantly, she glanced at Tyson Law, with a mocking expression.

”What’s there to cry about, didn’t The Second Young Master Law just now boast about compensating ten skirts?”

”Don’t worry, with so many people watching, Adrian and I are not unreasonable, since you can’t compensate with a skirt, then just pay money, a million with a zero cut off, only today.”

Cecilia Vaughn’s voice was neither too high nor too low, but naturally exuded an aura while speaking.

Cold, powerful, and intimidating.

For a moment, Fiona Vaughn almost saw Adrian Law’s shadow in Cecilia Vaughn, does being around someone for a long time also transmit an aura?

Fiona Vaughn’s heart kept sinking, jealousy like a poisonous snake was ever more gnawing at her heart.

Why!

Cecilia Vaughn does not deserve a man as noble as Adrian Law!

...

At this moment, Florence Warner, clad in a cheongsam, suddenly rushed out, hands on hips like a shrew, spitting furiously three feet high.

”Just a worthless skirt! How could it be worth over ten million! I’m going to sue you! Cecilia Vaughn, this is extortion!”

”You little wretch, if I don’t tear your horrible mouth apart for talking nonsense today, see what happens!”

Saying this, Florence Warner raised her hand in anger, clearly about to slap Cecilia Vaughn.

However, before her hand could land on Cecilia Vaughn’s face, Wyatt Law, standing not far away, had already rushed out, quickly twisting Florence Warner’s shoulder.

”Oh, my arm—”

”For god’s sake, someone’s going to die! I’m the mother-in-law of The Second Young Master Law, Radiant Group’s Chairman’s wife, you shameless people, let go of me...”

Adrian Law glanced at Florence Warner with contempt.

”Wyatt, find someone to shut her mouth.”

It really hurts the ears.

Fiona Vaughn felt embarrassed by her mother’s words, she quickly buried her face subtly in Tyson Law’s arms.

And Tyson Law’s mother, Mabel Keaton, wrinkled her brow with disgust, Florence Warner’s commoner attitude was truly lowering Tyson’s level.

...

Adrian Law didn’t pay any attention to a small character like Florence Warner, he coldly looked at Tyson Law, his phoenix eyes filled with a frosty chill.

”I’m not interested in making things up, this skirt is indeed the work of Master Sinclair, it has his inscription on the bottom right corner, if you don’t believe it, you can have it authenticated by the auction house.”

”Tyson, you wouldn’t renege on your debt, would you?”

The situation had reached this point, even if he wanted to back out, he couldn’t!

Others said that this half-brother of his was a ruthless figure in the business world, killing without seeing blood, Tyson Law had never encountered him before, but now facing him directly, cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The most fatal aspect is, paying it in full in one day, Tyson Law simply doesn’t have that much liquidity on hand!

Tyson Law bit his lip, awkwardly begging.

”Brother... could you give me a few more days?”

Adrian Law lightly raised an eyebrow.

”What, can’t you afford it?”

Pride was Tyson Law’s fatal weakness, yet in the next moment, he vehemently denied it.

”How could it be! I’ll pay today—”