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

Mr. Adams glanced at the two beauties with a bit of wickedness, the suggestiveness in his eyes intriguing.

Rosalind White caught his meaningful gaze and truly felt disgusted by the man who used to be her mentor. Despite his significant status in the academic world and his access to numerous high-end resources, Rosalind White just didn’t want to have any dealings with him.

...

However, Fiona Vaughn’s words slowly made Rosalind White clench her fist.

She stared dazedly at the pink diamond necklace she pulled from her pocket, almost instantly imagining how that damned Cecilia Vaughn mocked her foolishness in Box No.1!

If it weren’t for Cecilia Vaughn’s deception using an aged female voice, how could she be stupid enough to be tricked out of seventy million?

Rosalind White’s delicate brows furrowed, and she gazed at Fiona Vaughn, her fists slowly relaxing.

”So how do you want me to help you?”

If she could completely crush Cecilia Vaughn, Rosalind White naturally would be thrilled.

Rosalind White might only be a housekeeper’s daughter, but she had benefited from the prediction given by the Sage’s Mercy Temple’s master about her noblewoman status, and the Law Family had invested heavily in nurturing this foster daughter, making her proficient in languages and well-versed in music and painting, being taught by renowned teachers.

Upon learning Cecilia Vaughn was an art student at Stellerton University, Rosalind White felt disdainful; though she was from the photography department, her superb brush skills were beyond compare, and she wouldn’t believe she’d lose to a woman who had spent three years in prison and only switched to the art department temporarily.

Seeing Rosalind White relent, Fiona Vaughn breathed a sigh of relief, and she smilingly took Rosalind White’s hand.

”My dear sister, do you know how much Mr. Law dotes on Cecilia Vaughn? He even bought her the Spring Thunder Guqin worth tens of millions...”

Of course, Rosalind White had heard about it, as Stacy Summers had boasted about it while at the Law’s residence, saying her grandson was getting more sensible and knew how to care for his wife. The more Rosalind White thought about it, the more bitter she felt, her brows furrowing.

”The guqin?... But I don’t know how to play the guqin, surely you don’t expect me to outperform her on the guqin, do you...”

Rosalind White knew many instruments, but she had avoided learning the guqin initially, as few people understood it—most preferred the more popular guzheng. Additionally, the guqin had fewer notes than the guzhen and was much more convoluted, so Rosalind White had chosen to study the guzheng.

In truth, there is no real hierarchy among musical instruments; Rosalind White understood that instead of picking a more complex path, it was better to choose a more popular and accessible instrument. Besides the guzheng, she could play the piano, guitar, and even had dabbled with the erhu, though she was less proficient than with the guzheng and piano.

...

Fiona Vaughn gave a mysterious smile and wrapped her arm around Rosalind White’s shoulder, whispering.

”What are you afraid of, Rosalind? I know you can play the guzheng and piano, but to achieve the best ensemble effect and convince the Vesperian judges, I plan to have you play a duet with me.”

”I’ll play the violin, and you play the guzheng, a fusion of Eastern and Western styles. I’ve chosen the well-known ’Butterfly Lovers,’ a hauntingly beautiful love story is always compelling to students.”

”Moreover...”

Fiona Vaughn paused, suggestively glancing at Mr. Adams.

”Mr. Adams has always loved the violin and is very interested in guzheng duets. As one of the most authoritative figures from Vesperia, he’ll support us. Once we finish our performance and receive a full house of applause, we can trample Cecilia Vaughn and mock her.”

Rosalind White was stunned, immediately understanding Fiona Vaughn’s meaning.

”You mean, after our performance, inviting Cecilia Vaughn for comparison? Is she the type to easily be provoked?”

”Ha, no worries, if she refuses to perform, that’s even better. I’ll arrange a crowd to egg her on, saying she has a Spring Thunder Guqin worth millions yet refuses to go on stage, and such stage fright will surely be ridiculed!”

Rosalind White thought about it and agreed; regardless of Cecilia Vaughn’s choice, she was destined to be a loser. Even if Cecilia Vaughn really chose to compete, how skilled could a woman who spent three years in prison be with the guqin?

Besides, isn’t the guqin so esoteric and hard to fathom, with a narrow range of sound far less popular than the guzheng or violin? In many costume dramas, they even use guzheng sounds to replace scenes of playing the guqin, precisely because the guzhen’s sound is clearer and brighter.

Having prepared herself mentally, Rosalind White reconsidered; anyways, she wasn’t the one actively pursuing Adams, and even if someone had to be sacrificed, it wouldn’t be her. Finally, Rosalind White gritted her teeth and nodded.

”Alright, I agree.”

...

After discussing everything, Rosalind White watched Fiona Vaughn see Mr. Adams off, her mind filled with thoughts of Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law standing together, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

She anxiously held Fiona Vaughn’s hand, her tone softer than before, yet beneath her words was an inescapable disdain.

”Fiona... I remember, when Tyson was with you, wasn’t he also dating that woman Cecilia Vaughn? How did you make Tyson change his mind?”

Being so bluntly reminded of her past as the ”other woman,” Fiona Vaughn’s face turned pale, but recalling Rosalind White’s spoiled nature, and since she needed her help, she suppressed her resentment and replaced it with a false smile.

”Rosalind, actually it’s quite simple: men are always particularly lenient with their women...”

”As long as you unexpectedly let Mr. Law experience the pleasures of your body one day, he could very well become addicted.”

What man isn’t tempted by beauty? It’s men’s nature; Fiona Vaughn didn’t believe Adrian Law could stay focused on Cecilia Vaughn permanently.

”And if, perchance, you’re carrying Mr. Law’s child, that would make things even more certain!”

...

Listening to Fiona Vaughn’s words, Rosalind White was stunned for a while, looking at Fiona Vaughn’s growing belly with some confusion, finally nodding her head.

Should she let Adrian... touch her?

Thinking of this possibility, Rosalind White’s cheeks turned red again and again. She vaguely remembered Fiona Vaughn had connections to buy medicine from the underground market for such matters, and she swallowed her shyness and whispered something in Fiona Vaughn’s ear.

Fiona Vaughn gazed at her with significance.

”Rest assured, I’ll take care of it. But if you want things to succeed, the night after Stellerton University’s celebration would be the best opportunity, as the school will arrange for everyone to stay overnight.”

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, Fiona Vaughn deeply understood this.

Ha, she indeed wanted to see, once Rosalind White bore Adrian Law’s child, how that woman Cecilia Vaughn could still hold her head high!