The landlord chuckled, "Actually, I'm not in a rush. I was just out grocery shopping and saw your husband drop you off, so I thought I'd say hi."

Having the wife of the richest man in town renting her house and shop was like a free advertisement for her. Why would she worry about not being able to rent out her property?

"How much is the rent and utilities for the house and shop? I'll transfer the money to you right now."

The rent wasn't that expensive, it was mainly the shop lease that was a bit high.

Even though the landlord said she wasn't in a hurry, when Lucinda asked, she quickly pulled out a prepared bill from her pocket and handed it to Lucinda.

After checking the bill, Lucinda transferred the total amount to the landlord.

"I'll make sure to pay on time next month, no more delays."

The landlord laughed, "No worries, I won't stress about you not being able to pay the rent anymore. Ms. Moore, how did you meet your husband? Did he come to your coffee shop and then you guys fell in love?"

Being the wife of the richest man, the landlord assumed Lucinda would soon give up the coffee shop. After all, the Anderson family was loaded, they wouldn't want her working.

Once Lucinda stopped renting her shop, she could raise the rent since her shop was quite popular. Whoever rents it might have a bigger chance to meet the elites.

She wouldn't dare raise the rent on Lucinda's shop though. Lucinda was now part of the Anderson family, she wasn't worrying about money anymore.

"Actually, I've known my husband for eleven years, he was my brother's classmate."

The landlord was a bit disappointed. So it wasn't her shop that got Lucinda in the Anderson family's good graces.

"I see, you've known each other for so long, no wonder. If you guys ever have a wedding, remember to invite me."

The landlord said this out of politeness. She'd probably be too scared to go if she was really invited.

She'd never fit in the Andersons' social circle.

Lucinda smiled and opened the shop door, "I definitely will."

After seeing off the landlord, Lucinda opened all the windows in the shop to let the air circulate.

"Lucinda." A deep voice came over.

Lucinda turned to see George at the door, who she hadn't seen in a while.

What's he doing here again?

Didn't he worry that his wife would freeze his bank account, and leave him penniless?

Lucinda had arranged for the renovation team to come today, but they hadn't arrived yet.

She decided to start preparing, planning to make coffee for the workers later.

She didn't want to deal with George.

"Lucinda."

George walked in, trying to grab her hand.

Lucinda dodged his hand, turned to face him and said coldly, "George, there's nothing left for us to talk about. It's best if you stay away from me, or else your wife will come after me again." George looked at Lucinda.

She has always been a beauty, but to him, she seemed to have become even more beautiful and enchanting.

Maybe it was because she was now married to Stefan, showered in love.

Back when they were madly in love, she was very beautiful too.

George, who had abandoned Lucinda, could never truly forget her deep down. His leaving was a reluctant choice.

"Lucinda, I'm sorry."

George said with regret, "I didn't know my wife came to trouble you, I also don't know who sent our old photos to my wife, making her think we were still in contact."

"Did she do anything to hurt you?"

Lucinda said coldly, "Your wife knows the situation very well. George, since you've chosen her, I hope you won't betray her. Don't forget everything you have now is from her. Don't think because you have some money and people are praising you that you can betray your wife."

"Be careful, you might lose everything and it'll be too late for regrets."

George blushed slightly.

He didn't like people saying he relied on his wife for everything, but it was true. He was living the high life, driving luxury cars, living in mansions, all thanks to his wife.

Without her, he'd be nothing.

"Lucinda, I know I wronged you. We used to be in love, I just hope you're doing well. Stefan isn't right for you. Look at what happened to your shop so soon after you got together, and many people mistakenly think you stole a woman's boyfriend, thinking you're a homewrecker."

Ruby had indeed been talking nonsense that day, and people who didn't know better might actually think Lucinda was a homewrecker.

"Whether Stefan and I are compatible is my business, and there's no need for you to worry. If there is nothing else, please leave. My shop needs some renovation, we're closed today."

Lucinda then took a small blackboard, wrote "Under renovation, closed for the day" on it, and hung it on the shop door.

"Lucinda, I'm really just looking out for you. Think about it, what's Stefan's status, and what's yours? I'm not saying you're poor, but the Anderson family is too rich, the gap is too big. It's hard to get along with the wealthy. In my wife's family, I have to treat everyone carefully and watch what I say all the time."

"Her family's status is far from the Andersons', and I've been struggling with it, let alone the Andersons. Lucinda, listen to me, leave Stefan, let him compensate you, take that money and marry a man of similar background, live a peaceful life."

Lucinda turned to get a broom.

She picked up the broom and started swatting George with it.

"Lucinda!" Seeing the situation, George backed away, shouting, "Lucinda, we were once in love, you know? Just give me some time to have some savings, then we can pick up where we left off, okay?"

Lucinda's face darkened.

She swung her broom at George with all her might, shouting, "Get lost! We're not getting a divorce. Even if Stefan and I do split up, I wouldn't come crawling back to you. I won't make that mistake again. Just live your own damn life."

"If you dare to bother me again, I'll spill the beans to your wife. Let her divorce you and strip you of everything."

George was chased out of the shop by Lucinda, hopping down the steps and saying, "Lucinda, you'll regret not heeding my warning. I'll be waiting to see the day Stefan leaves you in the dust. You think it's easy to get into high society? They treat you like dirt and you take it as a blessing, you are just a slave to them."

Lucinda took another mighty swing at him with her broom.

George quickly dodged.

"Scumbag!" Lucinda didn't chase after him, but stood at the shop entrance and yelled at George, "what a complete and utter scumbag!"

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