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

Seeing the slender hand blocking her path, Cecilia Vaughn suddenly frowned.

She raised her head and quickly a face of unique beauty appeared in her sight.

One must admit, Rosalind White, as her name suggests, resembles a graceful orchid by the water’s edge. Her individual features might not be strikingly beautiful, but combined together, they present a particularly pleasing image.

Moreover, as the saying goes, people rely on clothes just as monks rely on gold, and her costly attire gave her the aura of a socialite that ordinary daughters of wealthy families couldn’t compare to.

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”Is there something you need?”

With Stacy Summers not present, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t bother pretending anymore, her words were extremely cold, and she didn’t care to say more than necessary.

Her gaze was fixed on Rosalind White, unable to help but think of the emails she once saw in Adrian Law’s laptop...

Those emails were so sincere and heartfelt. If that girl named Rosalind White only saw Adrian Law as an older brother, Cecilia Vaughn would not believe it at all.

...

Cecilia Vaughn was sizing up Rosalind White, and likewise, Rosalind White was sizing up Cecilia Vaughn. She stared at Cecilia with some jealousy, immensely envious of Cecilia’s aloof demeanor.

What is she pretending to be? Does she think she looks so coldly elegant and noble?

Although she was thinking this way, Rosalind White still crossed her arms and spoke with a full smile.

”Miss Vaughn, do you know why the entire Law Family indulges me so much?”

Anyway, with neither Adrian nor Stacy Summers around, Rosalind White wouldn’t bother to call this woman ’sister-in-law’, no matter how unchangeable that fact might be.

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”Are you here to show off?”

Upon hearing Rosalind White’s proud words, Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes suddenly narrowed to a line.

”Miss White, let me remind you, although you saved Adrian’s life when you were a child, don’t be too haughty!”

Looking at Rosalind White’s arrogant face, Cecilia Vaughn felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart.

This Rosalind White, isn’t she a little too confident?

—Although Rosalind White has the merit of saving the young master Adrian of the Law Family, she’s just the daughter of a butler. Being sponsored to study abroad and cared for with food and lodging is already quite gracious.

But seeing how indulgent Stacy Summers is towards Rosalind, accompanied by Rosalind’s attire worth over a million, it’s evident that the Law Family treats her like a true granddaughter. How many genuine daughters in wealthy families could receive such treatment?

Even Fiona Vaughn, considered the apple of the Vaughn Family’s eye, if she dropped and broke expensive bracelets like Rosalind just did and apologized so casually, she would certainly face a lecture.

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Rosalind White captured every hint of confusion in Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes.

Her inner pride grew ever deeper.

”Cecilia Vaughn, saving Adrian is just the start of my merits! But you’ll never guess the other reasons! Given how close I am to Adrian...”

Cecilia Vaughn pursed her lips, coldly glancing over the gloating woman before her.

”Sorry, I’m not interested.”

Wasting words on such people felt pointless and stifling to her.

If she had questions, she could ask Adrian directly, why involve a third party, especially since the answers might not even be truthful.

Anyway, Rosalind White seemed like a clinging won’t-be without the Law Family — though attractive with a striking presence, she ultimately relied on them for her livelihood. Without the Law Family, she was nothing.

People like this were not worth Cecilia Vaughn’s jealousy.

...

Cecilia Vaughn turned and walked away directly, and Rosalind White didn’t expect her to just leave!

Watching Cecilia’s different, solitary elegance, Rosalind White’s pride faded, replaced instantly by a surge of hatred.

”Cecilia Vaughn, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me?”

With Cecilia’s brisk steps not stopping and showing no regard for her words, Rosalind White’s jealous resentment deepened.

—What right does this woman have to ignore her? Is it because Adrian spoils her?

She grew up with Adrian, someone as fastidious as him seemed immune to Cecilia Vaughn. Her every move and expression declared how exceptional and unique she was to him.

Everything she dreamed of or didn’t even dare to dream, why could this woman have it so easily?

Watching Cecilia Vaughn about to disappear around the stairwell corner, Rosalind White suddenly shouted.

”Cecilia Vaughn, you know nothing because Adrian can never leave me!”

...

Instantly, the tall figure at the stairwell corner stopped.

Cecilia Vaughn suddenly turned back, her almond eyes coldly fixed on Rosalind White, without a hint of warmth.

”What do you mean by that remark?”

The idea that Adrian Law ”can’t live without” her was inherently contradictory, especially since Rosalind White had just returned from Vesperia; she couldn’t possibly have been in two places at once, studying abroad and clinging to Adrian.

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn finally stop, Rosalind White slowly stepped over, deliberately moving close to Cecilia, her eyes sparkling with a bright but vicious smile.

”Eldest Miss Vaughn, so what if you’re Adrian’s wife? Only I am the indispensable woman in Adrian’s life.”

Cecilia Vaughn’s expression turned colder, her fists gradually clenching.

”Why?”

As for the shade in Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes, Rosalind White was actually delighted; she hated being ignored most, and if it were Adrian, she’d understand, but who was Cecilia Vaughn to disregard her?

Smugly tossing her hair, her laughter was both vibrant and sinister.

”You saw it earlier in the booth, didn’t you? Grandma spoils me so much; even if I destroy two bracelets worth millions, she doesn’t say a word. Besides, the Law Family gave me a credit card with a limit of tens of millions for my use at will.”

This was truly not a treatment suited for a butler’s daughter. Even with the merit of saving a life, it’s still too much — even Fiona Vaughn didn’t receive such privileges in the Vaughn Family.

Cecilia Vaughn’s gaze grew increasingly colder.

”Get to the point.”

”You want the point?” Rosalind raised an eyebrow, her smile ever more self-satisfied.

”Because I am Adrian’s destined benefactor! He is a man of great importance, yet faces inevitable hardships. I am the Daughter of Destiny, helping him turn misfortunes into fortunes!”

”Even the abbot at Sage’s Mercy Temple said it, Adrian can’t do without me. It’s not just for him, but for the entire Law Family!”

”You know the economic crisis the Law Family faced when Adrian was twenty, right? Without my protection over Adrian and the Law Family, do you think everything would have passed smoothly?”

Rosalind White stared at Cecilia Vaughn’s face, cold as frost, her malice briefly flashing in her heart.

”So what if you became Adrian’s wife? Jealous women trying to crawl into Adrian’s bed could be replaced at any time, but I am irreplaceable —”

Her boastful words weren’t finished when Cecilia Vaughn suddenly reached out and harshly struck Rosalind White’s left palm!

”Ah, it hurts! You wretch, what are you doing—”