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Chapter 182 Too Presumptuous

“Tto stop?” Emrys asked, his expression peculiar.

Lydia nodded and said, “I admit that | misjudged you in the past. From now on, | won't interfere with whatever

develops between you and Cordelia. However, don’t push your luck. Regarding the establishment of a branch

office for Cordelia Group, | advise you to think it through carefully.”

“So, what you're implying is that everything I've done before was to beg for an opportunity from the. Youngblood

family?”

After sthought, Lydia nodded again and said, “If you insist on thinking this way, then | can confidently tell

you that, yes, this is indeed what you're thinking deep down!”

She was incredibly certain.

Emrys did not respond.

There was a period of silence. Lydia had thought that Emrys would be grateful, but after a prolonged silence, she

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was taken aback when Emrys shook his head and said, “Lydia, you're too presumptuous.”

“What did you say?” Lydia's slender, beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.

Emrys slowly began to speak, “Everything | did was not to prove to you that | could reach the heights of your

Youngblood family, but to demonstrate that | could provide everything Cordelia desires.”

“To tell you the truth, in my eyes, your Youngblood family is nothing more than a drop in the ocean among

numerous insignificant families. If | wanted to annihilate your Youngblood family, | could do it with a flip of my

hand. However, | simply can’t be bothered to lift a finger, so... Lydia, in the future, please put away your superior

attitude, because you can never imagine the true stature of the person standing before you.” Emrys’ voice

wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable powerful aura.

Every word he spoke sent tremors through Lydia's heart.

Incredibly, at that very moment, she lost her composure due to those few words from Emrys!

When Lydia cback to her senses after a long while, all that was left was the distant figure of Emrys walking

away. Immediately, she was filled with anger as she exclaimed, “Such arrogance! He's just achieved a minor

success. What's there to be so proud of?”

She yelled out weakly toward Emrys’ retreating figure, but Emrys didn’t even turn his head back once.

Standing next to Lydia, Richard wore a complex expression, sighing helplessly in his heart. “Has Emrys really

only achieved a minor accomplishment?”

At the tender age of twenty, he had already beca superstar in the world of calligraphy and painting.

Moreover, he could produce such a shocking and unconventional divine-level facial mask formula. That

achievement was unparalleled among the young talents of Jazona, and even Chanaea!

Of course, Richard didn’t say that aloud.

He knew his wife’s temperament well. She had already formed a preconceived notion that Emrys was

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Chapter 182 Too Presumptuous

nothing more than a brat. Therefore, even when Emrys revealed his brilliance at that moment, Lydia's mind were

still clouded by her anger.

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Emrys was actually in a pretty good mood,

After all, Lydia had taken the initiative to speak with him, which had clarified smatters. He could distinctly

sense that Lydia was feeling remorseful, but she simply couldn't swallow her pride to apologize to him. Hah.

Then wait as | gradually dismantle your psychological defenses, and let's see how long you, Jazona's top beauty,

can maintain your composure in front of me.

Emrys arrived in the alley in high spirits, ready to mount his bicycle back to Jadeborough. However, in the next

instant, he scowled because his bicycle had been stolen.

He saw the spiral lock, originally used to secure bicycle tires, lying pitifully in the corner of the alley,

“Despicable bicycle thief!” Cursing under his breath, Emrys quickly activated his Telepathic Formation, swiftly

pinpointing the location of his old-fashioned bike. He secretly rejoiced that he had prepared in advance. Inside

the iron bar of the bicycle, which had already been refined, he had etched a Telepathic Formation.

Otherwise, he would've been broken-hearted if he couldn't retrieve his bicycle after it was stolen.

At that moment, on his way to a nearby second-hand bicycle recycling shop, a man with fluffy, curly hair was

cheerfully pedaling his bicycle. He was rubbing his dirty bottom back and forth on the seat, muttering to himself.

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