Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 168

Even though their behavior was a bit embarrassing, I couldn't stand the attitude of the waiters looking down on the customers. I turned to Clem and said, "You can leave now. We don't need you here anymore."

Before she could respond, Veronica, standing nearby, grew unhappy. "Hey, William, when did it become your turn to call the shots? Louis hasn't said anything yet. Why are you talking?"

I froze for a moment, speechless, then glanced at her. I wanted to say something but ultimately decided to remain silent. There was no point in speaking to such a person. She could do whatever she wanted.

Mrs. Brown gave me a disdainful glance and snorted. "Felicia, you're not any less attractive than Veronica. How did you end up with someone like this?"

Her words were truly laughable.

Felicia could easily be considered a campus beauty, while Veronica could barely qualify as a department beauty. How could she even say that Felicia wasn't prettier than Veronica?

However, Felicia seemed used to such belittling and only smiled faintly. "Mrs. Brown, everyone has their own preferences. You love your son-in-law, so you should cherish him. As for me, I chose someone I truly like, so there's no need for you to worry."

Mrs. Brown scoffed before saying, "I simply wanted to remind you. The Cylon family has been poor for generations. If you don't find a rich husband, you'll be poor for generations to come!"

Her words were becoming increasingly mean, which made me furrow my brow.

Felicia and Mrs. Cylon had tolerated all of this, so I also decided to tolerate it. But my patience had its limits.

Now that it was exhausted, I couldn't hold back anymore. I directly responded, "Some people become wealthy, but their souls remain impoverished. Others remain poor, but their minds are as rich as the world's wealthiest.

"And then there are those who are the most interesting—neither wealthy nor spiritually rich. We usually call these people nouveau riche."

Louis suddenly stood up, his face flushed with anger. "William, what do you mean by that? Are you calling me or Mrs. Brown a nouveau riche? I've been nice to you, but you can leave if you don't want to eat!"