Chapter 9

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Before Armstrong left, he cast a cold glance at Clarence.

‘How could a man cry like this?!

‘What the heck!

‘At the end of the day, trash is just trash.’

An hour or perhaps two hours had passed. Clarence simply had no idea how much time went. In the end, his heart turned cold and became numb.

Over the past three years, Clarence had given his best to play his role as a good husband as well as a good son-in-law. However, his efforts were all futile. Miranda had never taken him seriously nor even acknowledged him as her husband.

Meanwhile, Clarence’s father-in-law and mother-in-law looked highly on William.

As for Clarence, no matter what he did or how attentive and how well he performed, he would always be a person of lower social strata.

Indeed. People were classified into different social strata. He would always be positioned as a person of the lower social strata.

He would forever be a person of the lower social strata who could never mingle with the Murphy family.

Tonight, Armstrong’s words had shown that Clarence’s hard work for the past three years came to nothing.

His dignity and innocence were nothing compared to showing respect to William.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Suddenly, Clarence’s mobile phone rang and broke the silent atmosphere in the car.

“Young Master.” Emmett Jones’s voice was heard.

“Hi, Emmett,” Clarence spoke hoarsely.

“I’m sorry, Young Master. I’ve been monitoring your mobile phone for the sake of your safety. So, I’ve just heard your conversation with Armstrong…

“I wouldn’t want to agree with his thoughts. However, I do admit he is right about one thing: People are classified in different social strata,” Emmett continued.

Clarence smiled faintly, and said, “So, do you agree that I’m only a person belonging to the lower social strata?”

The glow in Clarence’s eyes diminished within a blink. They turned gray with an air of gloom, bleakness, and despair.

“Certainly not! Young Master, they are the ones who belong to the lower social strata, and you… You’re of higher social strata!”

Emmett shook his head firmly. “Young Master, the moment you give your consent, we could immediately send a plane to pick you up.

“You only need to say the word to have all the wealthy big shots in Mediterranean City kneel down before you, much less Armstrong.

“Young Master, hesitate no more. Just do it. It’s not worth it to do all these for the sake of the Murphy family.”

Emmett earnestly advised him, “Young Master, your succession has been confirmed. As long as you give your consent, the group of companies that is the first in the world to be worth billions of dollars would be yours.

“Sigh… Young Master, what’s the point of doing all these? She’s obviously…”

Emmett did not understand why Clarence would give up his family fortune worth billions of dollars and instead humbled himself to be a humiliated son-in-law of the Murphy family.

Clarence fell silent for a few seconds and said, “Emmett, I-I can’t give up on Miranda. I truly love her. I don’t mind if Armstrong looks down upon me. But I can’t have Miranda misunderstand me. I have to go back and explain everything clearly.”

Clarence decided to explain everything in detail to Miranda.

By the time Clarence arrived at the hospital, Miranda was nowhere to be seen.

“Emmett, where’s Miranda?”

Emmett smiled and said, “Young Master, don’t worry. I can locate her.”

Soon, the location was sent over.

It was at First Birch Hotel.

“Miranda is in a hotel?” Clarence’s heart thumped.

‘Why isn’t Miranda at home? What is she doing at a hotel in the middle of the night?’