The plump lady was getting nastier with her words.

Finn Taylor nearly exploded in anger, but he held it in. 'It isn't the right time for me to reveal my identity just yet. My younger brother—Donovan Taylor—is still missing, and Peregrine Hall is still in a mess.'

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"Little Sister, who was so foolish as to have dared to bully you?" Just then, a man with a beer belly strolled into the shop.

"Hello, Mr. Jensen." The sales assistants bowed to him.

This was San Francisco Business Association's Vice Chairman, Javier Jensen.

"Brother, I'm sure you won't be able to guess who he is." Samantha Jensen pointed at Finn Taylor and laughed. "It's him; his surname is 'Taylor.' Guess who he is!"

Samantha Jensen was in no hurry to let her brother take revenge on her behalf. After all, she had finally met San Francisco's legendary celebrity, the matrilocal son-in-law—Finn Taylor. It would be great fun!

"Taylor? I don't think there are any prominent families by the name of 'Taylor' in San Francisco."

"Let me give you another hint. This is his wife; her surname is 'Larson.'"

"The Larson family… Oh, I know of one. Quince Larson sent me several invitations for a meal, but I've rejected all of them. They're just a second-tier family; they don't deserve to have a meal alone with me. Now that you've told me about the Larson family and that her husband is a 'Taylor,' I've thought of someone. It must be the most famous in all of San Francisco—the matrilocal son-in-law, Finn Taylor!"

Samantha Jensen burst out into laughter, clutching her stomach as she bent over.

Seeing his sister's actions, Javier immediately understood the situation. "Don't tell me that I was right. Brother, you're a celebrity. You were the one who bullied my younger sister? You scum! I heard that you don't even dare to let out a fart at home. You've humiliated all men, but you dared to bully my younger sister here?"

As Javier Jensen said that, he directed a kick at Finn Taylor.

Finn Taylor dodged it easily. He then glanced at the clock. 'It's been five minutes. They should be here.'

Just as that thought crossed his mind, a group of people walked into the shop.

"Oh, why are you here as well, Ms. Larson?"

Just as he was about to launch his second kick, Javier Jensen's leg stopped in midair. Then, he heard those words.

'That voice sounds familiar.' He was dumbfounded as he looked over. 'That voice belongs to Hunter Sullivan!'

Hunter Sullivan, The head of New York's Sullivan family. Compared to Hunter Sullivan, Javier Jensen was nothing.

Javier Jensen obviously dared not act presumptuously and quickly bowed to Hunter Sullivan, but the latter acted as though he hadn't seen the former and simply walked up to Yvette Larson.

"M-Mr. Sullivan?"

Finn Taylor suddenly remembered that his wife had told him that she wanted to meet Hunter Sullivan just a few hours earlier.

It was just as well that he had made him come here to resolve this matter. As such, Finn Taylor had sent Hunter Sullivan his location while the others were distracted earlier.

At that time, Hunter Sullivan had been in a meeting in the office. Nonetheless, he was so frightened that he immediately dropped everything he was doing and flew over.

"Yes, I'm out window-shopping. I heard that this goldsmith shop is very famous. Do you like the jade here too?"

"I-I quite like it." Yvette Larson was a little stumped and didn't know what to say. In the end, she mustered up her courage and said, "Mr. Sullivan, I have a humble request. May I invite you to have a cup of coffee so that we can have a chat?"

Hunter Sullivan was stunned. 'Master Peregrine hadn't told me about this.'

But seeing that Master Peregrine hadn't refused, Hunter Sullivan agreed.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist and pretended to look up at the ceiling, seemingly calculating the time. "Alright. Half an hour."

'Master Peregrine followed his wife out to shop. If I spend too much time with his wife, I will definitely offend Master Peregrine. However, I can't afford to reject her either.'

As such, Hunter Sullivan decided that half an hour seemed reasonable. This was what he was calculating as he looked up at the ceiling.

As Hunter Sullivan and Yvette Larson were chatting with each other, Javier Jensen looked on dazedly.

He jogged over and tried to suck up to Hunter Sullivan. "Hello, Mr. Sullivan. I'm Javier Jensen from San Francisco Business Association."

It was only then that Hunter Sullivan noticed Javier Jensen's presence. "Oh, Javier Jensen. I remember you."

That was all he said before he turned back to resume his conversation with Yvette Larson.

This caused a chill to run down Javier Jensen's spine. 'That woman can't possibly be Hunter Sullivan's friend, right? The San Francisco Business Association would definitely lambast me if I were to offend Hunter Sullivan. Moreover, Hunter Sullivan can easily force me into poverty with just one word.'

"M-Mr Sullivan, is she your friend?"

Hunter Sullivan seemed a little impatient, and his eyebrows furrowed into a frown. "Do you have something for me? Can't you see that I'm talking to Ms. Larson?"

Javier Jensen was completely flustered. He was now sure that Yvette Larson was Hunter Sullivan's friend.

'Not only can my sister not do anything right, but she has even stirred up trouble for me! Of all people she could've offended, she's offended Hunter Sullivan's friend! I'm done for this time.' Javier Jensen snatched the jade piece that had caught Yvette Larson's eye from his sister's hand.

Then, he bowed respectfully and stretched both hands out. "Ms. Larson, I think that there's been a misunderstanding. I'm sorry that my sister was so insensible. I hope that you'll be magnanimous and forgive her."

Hunter Sullivan frowned. "What's going on? Do you need any help?"

Yvette Larson herself was stunned. She hadn't expected the other to be so frightened by her chatting with Hunter Sullivan.

"N-nothing. It was just a small misunderstanding." Yvette Larson didn't want to trouble Hunter Sullivan.

It was best not to owe anyone anything in the business world. It was easy for one to be embarrassed when one owed others too much.

"Javier Jensen, come down to Pacific Heights tonight."

Hearing Hunter Sullivan's words, Javier Jensen felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead as regret filled his heart. 'Wasn't it just a piece of jade? Why did I have to speak up for her? I'm doomed this time.'

Javier Jensen held the jade piece out and said to the sales assistant, "How much is this? I'll pay for it with my card."

With that, he quickly whipped out his credit card.

"Brother, why are you doing that? I was the one who spotted it first. Why should they get to have it? Besides, why are you paying for it?" Samantha Jensen saw the jade piece slipping out of her hands. 'Not only will I not be able to get my hands on it, but my brother is even paying for someone else to have it!'

She was aggrieved and shouted out, "Brother, why are you afraid of them? Yvette Larson's family is just a second-tier family in San Francisco. Besides, she's from the third generation in her family and isn't even as favored as Quince Larson! As for him, he's the infamous and useless matrilocal son-in-law of San Francisco! Brother, why are you afraid of them? Do you really think they'll be able to do anything to us if we don't give them this jade piece?"