My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Sylvie took out the black gold card that Kieran had given her. Everyone knew the card, as it was one of the most recognizable symbols of wealth and was customized. The assistant quickly took the card, and said enthusiastically, "Sure, Miss, this way, please."

Sylvie went to the cash register.

Shirley opened her mouth wide in surprise, "How could Sylvie have a black gold card? And I just saw a name on the card... It is Lowe."

Shirley didn't know much about Kieran because she seldom had contact with him.

But in H City, when one saw the word "Lowe", he would naturally think of Kieran, the powerful man.

Yanis was always elegant and dignified, but now she looked angry. The man who could have this black gold card and have the surname Lowe must be Kieran! How did Sylvie get Kieran's card?

Sylvie footed the bill and headed out with Linda with lots of clothes. How useful the card was! It was just a card, but it could send Yanis and Shirley speechless. Sylvie walked up to Yanis and stopped. She grinned and whispered, "What's the use of just flirting? Be his wife if you can."

Yanis's face went cold and she looked eerie. "You know Kieran? What is your relationship with Kieran?"

"Yanis, aren't you smart? Guess it. A man gives his card to a woman. What do you think our relationship is?"

Yanis's eyes were as vicious as Josie's. She hated Sylvie and Linda!

Sylvie and Linda were the center of attention wherever they went, and Yanis was like a green leaf beside a beautiful flower. Oh, to be precise, they were like Sylvie's and Lina's servant girls.

Sylvie looked at Yanis's face with satisfaction and raised her eyebrows. "Do you regret that you were so stupid as to ask for $12 billion? How nice it is to ask Kieran for a black gold card. It is a pity that you couldn't enjoy the pleasure of swiping the card as you like."

Sylvie sneered and left with Linda.

Linda didn't look back and she could imagine how angry Yanis was now, "Sylvie, you're so bad," she said, "Why don't you tell Yanis about your relationship with Kieran, but let her guess? It's going to drive her crazy."

What Sylvie needed was this. She knew Yanis too well. Yanis was like a peeper in a dark corner. Her twisted and perverted mind made her especially crave for attention and vanity.

Now Sylvie would take everything Yanis had, and made her lose everything. In this way, Yanis would be crazy.

"Linda, where are we going now? We've done a lot of shopping."

Linda snorted, "Your consumption records should be sent to Mr. Lowe's phone by now."

Sylvie was surprised. She was so impulsive when she did the shopping, and now she thought she had spent too much.

What would Mr. Lowe think when he received the message?

Linda dragged Sylvie close to her, "Sylvie, a woman who spends money will be loved and hated by men. What is Mr. Lowe afraid of since he has so much money?" Sylvie couldn't refute.

Linda then took Sylvie to a nail salon. "Come on, let's get our nails done."

Sylvie had never done a manicure before. She had been studying medicine, making pills and so on, and had no time to dress up.

However, the girls loved to the Yannis's manicure, as it could make them look delicate. Men couldn't refuse delicate woman.

The staff asked, "Beauties, what kind of nail do you want to do? Do you need some recommendations?"

Linda raised her bright red lips. "Thank you, miss. Let's pick one ourselves."

Linda's taste was prominent in various fields. With her here, they didn't need any recommendation.

"Sylvie, which one do you like?"

Sylvie flipped through the manicure book, dazzled by the colors.

Linda pointed to a color. "How about this?"

Linda picked the pink one, a girlish pink.

The staff could not help praising, "This color represents spring. It is very suitable for the young and pure girl."

Sylvie was so pure and young that Kieran loved her very much.

Linda winked at Sylvie and whispered, "Straight men would love it."

Straight... man?

Linda's implication was clear. Kieran was straight, and the pink color was what he liked.

Sylvie's little ears turned red. "Linda, what color do you make?"

Linda flipped through her manicure book. "As I said, I'm professional. I'm going to do a color that my patron likes."

As best friend, Sylvie knew that the patron Linda said was... Rowan.

Two years ago, Yannis's

coming-of-age ceremony ended, Linda moved out of the George Family, left H City, and entered the entertainment industry.

The entertainment industry was a huge messy world, and those who liked Linda would be taken fancy of by the big shots. But Rowan was behind Linda, and Rowan had

arranged a qualified agent and.net

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public relations team for her resources she got were the best, and she would live in star class hotels and take high-end saloon cars. Rowan took care of Linda as perverted as before.

But Linda and Rowan hadn't seen each other for two years.

Linda hadn't been back to H City for two years. Just now, she met Rowan for the first time in two years.

Sylvie leaned closer to Linda. "Mr. George looks cold, and indifferent to people. He is much unkinder than Mr. Lowe. Would he like manicure?"

Linda didn't look up, "You are fooled

by his outer appearance, he... He is a beast when he takes off his clothes.

Mr. Lowe might be lustful, but Rowan is... he loves to be beautiful like a woman... Women like the most

beautiful things, so of course,

manicure should be the most coquettish."

Sylvie wanted to tell Rowan Linda's comment on him.

Linda pointed to a color and said, "I pick this one."

Sylvie looked down. Linda picked red, the brightest red, and the most seductive one.

Sylvie had finished her manicure, and when she looked back, she saw a tall man standing by the door. Rowan had come.

"Mr. George, here." Sylvie curled her lips and smiled.

Rowan walked in with his long legs, his cold black eyes glancing faintly at the nail shop. "Where's Linda?"

"Linda's doing manicure inside. It is going to be finished."

Sylvie shoved the nail book to Rowan. "Mr. George, which color do you like?"☐☐☐