<h4>Chapter 9: What is rence’s Wife doing in the Hotel?</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Before Armstrong left, he cast a cold nce at rence.


    ‘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. rence simply had no idea how much time went. In the end, his heart turned cold and became numb.


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


    Meanwhile, rence’s father-inw and mother-inw looked highly on William.


    As for rence, 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 ssified 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 rence’s hard work for the past three years came to nothing.


    His dignity and innocence were nothingpared to showing respect to William.


    Beep! Beep! Beep!


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


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


    “Hi, Emmett,” rence 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 ssified in different social strata,” Emmett continued.


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


    The glow in rence’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 ne 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 session has been confirmed. As long as you give your consent, the group ofpanies that is the first in the world to be worth billions of dors would be yours.


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


    Emmett did not understand why rence would give up his family fortune worth billions of dors and instead humbled himself to be a humiliated son-inw of the Murphy family.


    rence 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 exin everything clearly.”


    rence decided to exin everything in detail to Miranda.


    By the time rence 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?” rence’s heart thumped.


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