Upon seeing the contents of the photo clearly, George couldn't help but shudder. "What is this thing? It's so disgusting!"

The photo showed that gigantic sea monster attacking and devouring the cruise ship.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Harry's mouth, but it disappeared quickly. "According to the experts in the family, this type of sea monster should normally remain hidden deep beneath the ocean and rarely surfaces. But for some unknown reason, it appeared and even killed my dear brother. If I can find this sea monster, I will definitely kill it and avenge my brother!"

George looked at Harry with a trace of disdain in his eyes. Keep pretending. You're probably happier than anyone about this, aren't you?

Nevertheless, George wasn't foolish enough to expose Harry's true thoughts. After all, as the heir to a wealthy family, one must at least display the proper demeanor and poise. Otherwise, how could one maintain the appearance of refinement and style?

"George, your behavior today has been somewhat impulsive. I understand your frustration, but Jenny is, after all, your cousin and the primary heir of your family. No matter what justification you have, in the eyes of the older generation in your family, you are wrong," Harry said calmly. "Especially in a situation like this, do you understand?"

George sighed and said, "Of course I understand. But I just can't swallow this indignation! Tell me, why can't a woman stay home and raise kids? Instead, she has to compete with me for the family inheritance. If it weren't for that wretched bitch, how could I be in such a humiliating position?"

Harry pondered for a moment before saying, "But if you're determined to make Jenny lose face, I do have a way. However, it depends on whether you have the guts to use it."

"What way?" George asked. "That wretched woman Jenny isn't easy to deal with. Ordinary methods won't work at all!"

A faint smile appeared on Harry's lips. "A woman, no matter how strong, is still a woman. And a woman's greatest weakness... is a man, isn't it?"

George froze for a moment, then hesitated. "What do you mean? Are you suggesting sending someone to assault Jenny? That would never work..."

A trace of contempt flashed across Harry's face. Such a low and crude method was unworthy of consideration. Based on George's tone, it seemed he had already entertained such thoughts.

"Of course, that's not what I mean," Harry said with a shake of his head. "By the way, one of our Morgan family's subsidiary companies just hired a marketing director. Supposedly, he was a top graduate from Stanford University..."

"A honey trap?" George shook his head. "That won't work either. You know as well as I do that my cousin doesn't like men."

Waving his hand, Harry said, "Hear me out first. That man's name is Mike, and he claims he once had a girlfriend—named Jenny."

George's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Are you saying... my cousin's mysterious boyfriend from Stanford University is now working at a company under your Morgan family?"

Harry nodded, sighing with feigned surprise. "I was equally astonished. So, you see, I brought Mike along this time. If Jenny sees Mike, rekindles old feelings, and 'cures' her aversion to men, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Watching Harry's gleeful expression, George couldn't help but curse silently.

In the elite circles of Europe, who didn't know that Jenny's turn toward women stemmed from heartbreak during her university years? If you make her see the man who hurt her most profoundly back then, is there any woman who could bear it?

Ruthless. Absolutely ruthless. But I like it, George thought to himself. Who knows? Maybe Mike was working for Harry even back then!

"However, I've never had the right opportunity to introduce Mike to Miss Jenny!" Harry lamented. "George, you're Jenny's cousin. I assume you'd like to see Jenny return to 'normal,' wouldn't you?"

A sly grin appeared on George's face. "Of course. She's my dearest cousin, after all. Brother Harry, leave Mike to me. At the right moment, I'll ensure their reunion ends in happiness."

The two exchanged a glance and broke into laughter in unison.

...

"Why are all these people giving such strange looks?" Ling Feng muttered quietly as he followed Jenny. "And with so many noble heirs here, why hasn't anyone come over to greet you?"

Jenny replied indifferently, "Those men—many of them I've already rejected. As for the women, they don't want to get too close due to my... preferences. Do you understand now?"

Ling Feng nodded. "Ah, I see. The proverbial Lone Star of Tiansha, huh? How pitiful."

"I don't need your pity!" Jenny said coldly. "Let's go. I'll take you to meet my father. I imagine he's already aware of what happened between me and George."

Jenny took Ling Feng by the arm and strode ahead confidently.

Seeing Jenny take Ling Feng's arm, the onlooking noble heirs couldn't help but whisper amongst themselves:

"My goodness, the Queen of Lesbians Jenny actually took a man's arm. I thought it was just a rumor!"

"Who is that pretty boy? To think Miss Jenny would personally hold onto his arm—how enviable and infuriating!"

"If Miss Jenny can accept *that* pretty boy, why did she cruelly reject me back then? I don't accept this!"

...

Ling Feng paid no attention to the gossiping onlookers, though a faint confusion lingered in his expression.

Ever since George left after uttering those words, Jenny's mood had been different—like a suppressed volcano. Though she hadn't erupted, that simmering pressure was even more unsettling.

Jenny, however, said nothing, and Ling Feng felt it inappropriate to probe further. After all, his role was merely to pose as someone—he had no duty to soothe her emotions.

They arrived at the Johnson family estate. Jenny pushed open the doors to the courtyard, revealing a composed middle-aged man seated at the center. He was sipping tea, his expression calm and serene.

Though the scene was silent, the man seemed like the focal point of the entire courtyard. Anyone entering the space would find themselves involuntarily drawn to his presence.

"Father," Jenny greeted respectfully as she stepped forward. "It's been days since we last met. I trust all is well with you?"

Ling Feng marveled internally: So this composed middle-aged man is Jenny's biological father, Rick Johnson—the patriarch of the Johnson family. Indeed, his commanding aura is leagues apart. Even without physical strength, his presence alone is enough to inspire submission.

"You're here," Rick Johnson said, glancing at his daughter. "Sit and have some tea with me. This is a rare Da Hong Pao I procured from Huaxia's e-commerce magnate, Liu Yuntian."

Jenny accepted the teacup and took gentle sips. Throughout this interaction, the patriarch of the Johnson family did not so much as glance at Ling Feng, treating him as though he were no more than air, a nonentity.

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