Harper stood there for a while before finally stepping out and walking away.


    Outside, the sunlight was dazzling, casting beautiful rays onto the neighborhood’s musical fountain. Harper, on her way to the porcin gallery, encountered government officials, scions of wealthy families… almost everyone who was somebody in society seemed to gather here.


    She quickly found the porcin gallery. The storefront was tastefully decorated, with porcin items disyed on wooden shelves like pieces of art exhibition.


    ze actually wanted her toe here to buy dishes? This ce was clearly for art.


    “Miss, Wee! Is there anything I can help you find today?” A waiter approached, smiling.


    “I… I’m just looking around for now…” Harper replied, feeling somewhat unsure. She couldn’t just say she was here to buy kitchen bowls, could she?


    The waiter continued to be enthusiastic, suggesting, “Miss, you seem like someone who prefers a low-key style. How about this set?”


    Harper was taken aback. It wasn’t about being low-key; she was just wearing cheap clothes in Sky Harbor…


    Just as Harper was about to find an excuse to leave, she heard a contemptuous voice, “So, I wasn’t mistaken. It really is you, Harper. I underestimated you.”


    Logan standing beside a ck wooden shelf. His face was expressionless, his eyes coldly fixed on her.


    He must have seen her in the elevator earlier…


    “How did you get in here? This ce isn’t open to the public, and with your ie, you can’t afford a house here. You also don’t seem like you have friends who live here.” He spoke to her with an icy tone,pletely different from the affectionate tone he used with Fiona.


    “Don’t worry, I didn’t follow you in, and I won’t disturb you either,” Harper replied calmly.


    “Is this your new strategy?” Logan sneered, “Your tricks are endless.”


    “I’ve given up on you, so whether you believe it or not is up to you.”


    “Fine, then tell me, why are you here?” Logan’s voice was cold, “You better give me an answer that has nothing to do with me.”


    Harper froze. ‘Why am I here? Because ze wanted me to be his woman and gave me a house.’


    The answer was simple, but Harper couldn’t say it.


    “None of your business.”


    Logan blocked her path, looking at her coldly, “Fiona is pregnant, and I won’t allow her to be harmed.”


    Were these two taking turns to unt the pregnancy in front of her?


    “I won’t bother you anymore. From now on, I hope we can just pretend we never saw each other. Let’s go our separate ways. Goodbye.” Harper said, stepping past him and walking past rows of wooden shelves.


    Since Logan lost his memory, she rarely left him with such dignity.


    “Bang!”


    Suddenly, a row of wooden shelves copsed beside her.


    The porcin items on the shelves shattered into pieces on the ground.


    Harper watched in horror as the intact porcin shattered in an instant.


    It was her arm that had knocked over the row of shelves.


    “Ah!” Several waiters screamed in terror.


    Because everyone in Sky Harbor was affluent, the waiters didn’t dare to use Harper. They only asked, “Miss, should we pack these up for you?”


    Harper stood there, motionless. She wasn’t afraid of making mistakes or feeling embarrassed, but she didn’t want it to be in front of Logan.


    But Logan didn’tply with her wishes. He walked forward and pointed to a te on the ground. “How much is this te?”


    “250, 000 dors.” The waiter stated the price.


    ‘One te for $250, 000, so I have topensate for millions, for broken tes?’ Harper’s body stiffened even more.


    A smallic artist like her couldn’t afford it.


    Logan looked at her coldly. Her face was pale, “I’ll pay for you. From now on, don’t let me see you again. Don’te and disturb Fiona and me. This is the money I’m using to make you disappear,” Logan said, taking out his wallet and handing a ck card to the waiter.


    ‘Money using to make me disappear? I had done so much for the memories of the past, and in return, I was bought off by him with money?’


    Harper stopped his actions, “Everything about me has nothing to do with you, please leave.”


    Logan sneered contemptuously, “You can’t afford to pay for these tes even if you drawics for a lifetime. Now you should beg me.”


    “That’s my business,” Harper met his gaze defiantly, “It was my business when I chased after you, it was my business when I gave up. It has always been none of your concern. I don’t need you to buy me off with money.” His money was an insult to the memories of the past. This was her final pride in front of Logan. Even when she gave up, she wanted to do it gracefully, not because of money.


    Logan was irritated by her stubbornness, so he put away his wallet and coldly said, “Fine. If you end up in jail because you can’t afford to pay, it’ll give me some peace.”


    With that, Logan left without looking back.


    Once Logan was gone, the waiters realized that Harper couldn’t afford to pay. They became agitated:


    “What’s a poor person like you doing in a porcin gallery? Are you crazy?”


    “Hurry up and pay. I calcted it, it’s almost two million. Pay up quickly!”


    “Why aren’t you saying anything? If you don’t speak, I’ll call the police!”


    Two waiters pushed her harshly against the wall, causing her pain. But she didn’t have the strength to resist.


    Seeing her passive demeanor, the waiters became even more hysterical. They cursed at her while trying to tear her clothes, attempting to find her bank card.


    Someone was calling the police.


    Harper remained indifferent. She really couldn’t afford to pay. All she could do was go to jail.


    “I’ve seen plenty of women like you, always clinging onto Mr. Davidson. If you want totch onto Mr. Davidson, at least take a look at what you are first.”


    “Yeah, Mr. Davidson’s fiancee is Fiona. She’s a big star. Look at yourself.”


    “That’s right, Mr. Davidson isn’t blind. Just because you came to Sky Harbor doesn’t mean he’ll fancy you. Who do you think you are?”


    “ze Wychwood.” Harper, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.


    The waiter, who was about to pull off her hoodie, stopped cursing and froze, “What did you say?”


    “ze.”


    Harper looked at the waiters surrounding her and said, word by word, “ze Wychwood will pay for me.”


    Everyone was stunned into silence.


    …


    Several limited edition luxury cars slowly pulled into Sky Harbor, stopping in front of the Porcin gallery.


    The bodyguards quickly disembarked.


    ze pushed open the car door and stepped out, his expression impassive as he walked into the Porcin gallery. As soon as he entered, he saw Harper standing against the wall. She had her head lowered, her clothes disheveled, and her hair, usually tied up neatly, was now a mess, indicating what she had been through.


    Harper lifted her pale face to see ze not far away.


    She froze. ‘Why was he here in person? I had called Dn to borrow money, so why was ze here? Wasn’t he supposed to be at the headquarters meeting?’


    “Mr. Wychwood…”


    Several of the staff recognized ze and immediately approached him obsequiously.


    ze didn’t even spare them a nce as he walked straight towards Harper. He gripped her wrist, “Who did this to you?”


    “Please, I was just asking…” Harper began.


    “I’m asking you, who did this to you?” ze’s gaze bore into her, his tone menacing, “Don’t waste my time.”


    Who else could it be? Wasn’t it obvious?


    Harper looked towards the staff. ze turned his face, his eyes scanning the faces of the staff coldly. A smirk tugged at his lips. “Very well.”


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    There was a loud crash, followed by the sound of porcin shattering.


    “Smash it all!” ze’s voice was cold and menacing.


    Immediately, the bodyguards swiftly dispersed throughout the store, toppling all the wooden shelves and cabs, smashing all the porcin.


    The staff screamed, huddling together in fear.


    “What are you doing?” Harper looked at ze in astonishment. She hade to ask him for money, not to cause destruction.


    “Shut up. You’re a useless woman who can’t even handle such a simple matter!” ze red at her disapprovingly.


    Before long, the Porcin gallery, once an artful space, was now a sea of shattered fragments.


    “Master, it’s done,” the bodyguards reported, bowing their heads.


    “Call the CEO of the Porcin gallery and tell him his staff destroyed his store!” ze ordered.


    “Yes.”


    The several staff members all copsed to the ground, pleading desperately, “Mr. Wychwood, Mr. Wychwood… Please, don’t do this… It’s our fault. We shouldn’t have med this youngdy. Please spare us.”