<h4>Chapter 25: Worse Off Than A Dog!</h4>


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


    A stranger was smacking such a private body part of hers.


    In addition to her anger, Cecilia’s heart was also tinged with excitement and shame.


    “Don’t move! Toxic gas has umted in your intestines. It must be removed before I can detoxify you,” said rence.


    “Think about it. When you’re constipated, do you just fart and not poop, and the farts smell bad?”


    “Uh…”


    Cecilia paused and nodded in shame.


    It was embarrassing for a beautiful woman like her to admit to such a thing.


    “Then don’t move! Only when the toxic gas is exhausted can we start to cure you.”


    Smack!


    Smack!


    rence smacked Cecilia twice on her buttocks again.


    Poot poot…


    Cecilia was so ashamed that she clutched the pillow on the couch, and buried her head in it. Her ears turned red as she let rence smack her any way he wanted.


    rence smacked Cecilia a dozen times and stopped when she stopped farting.


    “Alright.”


    rence stopped. Though the smacks looked rxed, he had actually done them with great force. A thinyer of sweat had broken out on his forehead after the first dozen smacks.


    Cecilia sat up, feeling the numbness of her buttocks. Her pretty face was flushed.


    “Mr… Mr. Howard, what should we do now?”


    “The toxic gas has finally been exhausted. Let me use acupuncture on you,” rence said slowly, taking a bag of silver needles out of his pocket.


    He inserted the needles into Cecilia’s lower abdomen.


    Though in herte 20s, Cecilia’s skin was well maintained. Her stomach was t, without any excess flesh or blemishes.


    rence inserted the needles into Cecilia’s lower abdomen with the same care as a young girl embroidering.


    Half an hourter.


    Cecilia felt a great squirm in her stomach. She immediately leaped off the couch and rushed to the bathroom. Then there was a crackling noise.


    It was a full ten minutes before Cecilia reemerged from the bathroom.


    She looked radiant, as if she had taken years off her age.


    “Thank you, Mr. Howard. Your medical skills are truly amazing.” Cecilia was thrilled. She felt so relieved right now.


    “Ms. Shelby, you’re too kind.” rence shook his head slightly.


    Cecilia’s gaze instantly softened. “Calling me Ms. Shelby… Do you have to be so polite? I’m only a few years older than you. If you don’t mind, call me Cecilia from now on, and I’ll call you Lil Bro.”


    “Isn’t that… a little inappropriate?” rence was a little shy.


    Cecilia looked faintly at rence. “Do you think I’m not good enough? Do you think I’m ugly? Forget it if you’re unwilling and want to look down on me!”


    “Ahem ahem! That’s not what I meant… It’s just that having been an orphan since childhood, I’ve never had an older sister…” exined rence.


    Cecilia burst intoughter. “Isn’t that nice then? You’ve been an orphan since childhood, and I’m the only child in my family. Call me Cecilia. Won’t it be great for us two siblings to have each other to rely on?”


    “Okay then, Cecilia.”


    rence was not an argumentative person, and simply called her that.


    “Alright,e on! Let’s go pick out a car.” Cecilia’s eyes lit up, and she took rence by the arm as she walked out of the vi.


    Half an hourter, at the best car dealership in Mediterranean City.


    Whether it was a Rolls-Royce, a Lamborghini, a Ferrari, or any other luxury car, they had everything.


    “rence, take a look for yourself. I’ll pay right away if you have your eye on one. I have a client calling me, so I need to answer it,” Cecilia shouted from a distance, holding up her phone.


    “Okay, Cecilia.”


    rence did not stand by for long, and started picking out a car.


    It was not even two minutester when a sneer suddenly rang out. “Yo, hurry up and see who it is here. Isn’t this the Murphy family’s loser son-inw? What are you doing here? rence, are you here to look for a car too?”


    rence frowned.


    Two people stood before him. One was Gerald Lambert, and the other was Lily Hunt.


    Gerald was someone rence had grown up in the orphanage with. They had been close when they were little.


    Gerald was bright and clever since childhood. He had been adopted by a wealthy family as a teenager. He studied abroad and had just returned a few years earlier. He was doing quite well in Mediterranean City.


    Gerald now made more than ten million a year as a project manager at Wonder Group.


    For a young man of twenty-five like Gerald, he was considered very sessful to be making an annual sry of ten million dors.


    After he got rich, Gerald started to show his true colors.


    At the orphanage gathering two years ago, Gerald looked down on everyone and ridiculed his old close friends from the orphanage.


    The head of the orphanage was so mad that they refused to admit that Gerald was from the orphanage.


    When the gathering was over, Gerald reported the head for illegally sheltering children and got them sent to prison.


    “What does it matter to you whether I’m here to look for a car?” rence asked coldly.


    “Who’s this, Gerald?” asked Lily, interested.


    Gerald smiled yfully. “Him? He’s the Murphy Property Development Group’s infamous loser! He married a beautiful woman but wasn’t allowed to enter her bedroom for three years.


    “Even the maids bully him!


    “Such a man is worse off than a dog!


    “He and I even grew up in the same orphanage. Oh! They say the same ce raises the same people. We grew up in the same orphanage, so why are we so different?”