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Chapter 2

  Randall was secretly shocked when he heard Dwayne's words.

  Hubert took out 500,000 dollars and began to show off. He wondered how Hubert would feel when he knew that the card Dwayne gave him was ten million dollars.

  He knew that his grandfather, Alf, was very rich, which he could guess from his living environment when he was young.

  At that time, he lived with his grandfather in a manor villa. Besides that, Alf also had many industries in Italy.

  However, it was only now that Randall understood what Alf meant by the wealth of the Bruno family.

  Seeing that Randall drowned in his thoughts and did not receive the card, Dwayne continued, "Mr. Randall, the Eric Group in New York is one of the companies of Mr. Bruno. Now, Mr. Bruno has transferred this company to you."

  "What?" Randall was stunned when he heard the news.

  The Eric Group was a top technology company in New York, and it was also the organizer of the National Technology Summit.

  The reason why Shirley's grandfather, Stanley, held the charity party was to gain some reputation. His goal was to obtain an invitation to the National Technology Summit.

  After all, the Sarton family was only a second-rate family, and the Sarton Group was out of the league of the Eric Group.

  Randall had not expected such a company to be his.

  "Mr. Randall, you may need time to think about it. I won't disturb you. This phone is for you. You can contact me at any time." Dwayne glanced at the man in black beside him and the man immediately handed him an iPhone 14 Pro Max.

  After that, Dwayne left.

  Randall stood where he was for a moment in a daze.

  He originally did not want to accept his grandfather's compensation, but when he thought about how he was humiliated at the charity party today and how Shirley was mocked because she married him all these years.

  Randall clenched the card in his hand and turned to leave the warehouse.

  Instead of going home immediately, he took a taxi to Madison Avenue.

  He walked into Jimmy Choo and chose a pair of classic high heels worth 2000 dollars. He planned to give them to Shirley.

  Randall returned home with the shoes in hand.

  He had just entered the apartment when he heard Shirley's mother Barbara cursing in the living room, "Look at Randall. I'm going to be humiliated to death by others of the Sarton family! When your grandfather asked you to marry Percy, why did you refuse? Isn't the Sharp family much better than the trash you married?"

  Shirley gazed at Barbara. She continued to speak indifferently, "I don't want to divorce."

  Randall did not want Barbara to continue making things difficult for Shirley. He hurriedly entered the living room.

  Barbara immediately rolled her eyes at Randall when she saw him and turned her head away. She did not want to see Randall.

  Randall said apologetically, "Sorry, I caused you trouble today."

  "You should know that you embarrassed Shirley in front of the entire family. If I were you, I would divorce Shirley as soon as possible." Shirley's father, Kinsley, said with a cold snort.

  Randall brought the bag to Shirley and said with a smile, "This is a gift for you."

  Shirley looked at the logo on the bag. Her eyes lit up. She immediately took the box over and complained, "Why did you buy such expensive shoes? Get a refund."

  "I wasn't able to give you any gifts over the years. Don't refuse it please." Randall handed the bag over to Shirley.

  Barbara heard the conversation between the two and raised her eyebrows in disdain. She came over and snatched the shoe box from Shirley, then opened it.

  Then she snorted and threw her shoes on the ground.

  Barbara glanced at Shirley and said, "You think he can afford Jimmy Choo? Well, you know what I think? I think he bought second-hand trash from Brooklyn!"

  "No, I bought it from the store. There is a receipt here." Randall hurriedly explained, afraid that Shirley would think that he had bought fake ones.

  "Who knows where you picked it up? Perhaps somebody had left it behind." Barbara turned and left the living room in disdain.

  Shirley picked up the shoes from the ground and then put them into the box.

  She stood up and said to Randall, "Let's go back to the bedroom."

  Randall nodded and followed Shirley to the bedroom.

  Randall and Shirley had been married for three years, but they never slept together. Three years ago, Shirley met poor Randall and chose to marry him.

  Randall knew that Shirley did not love him, but her appearance had ended his destitute and homeless life.

  Thus, Randall was still very grateful to Shirley.

  Randall was lying on the bed when he heard Shirley let out a soft sigh.

  He could not help but ask, "What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

  "You know, my grandfather wants to get an invitation to the National Technology Summit, but the Sarton Group is just a small company and has no business dealings with the Eric Group. It is very difficult to get an invitation," Shirley replied.

  Randall nodded. Stanley probably couldn't imagine that the Eric Group, which the Sarton family found difficult to reach, was already his own company.

  The next morning, Randall went to work at Hubert's company.

  As soon as he changed into his security uniform, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped at the door. It was Hubert who got out of the car.

  Hubert walked into the company and saw Randall at once.

  He humiliated Randall at the party last night, and Hubert was also condemned by Stanley.

  Stanley didn't care about Randall, but he believed that Hubert playing with Randall on this occasion would make the Sarton family lose reputation.

  When Hubert saw Randall today, he remembered how badly he was scolded last night.

  He immediately stood in front of Randall and said coldly, "Weren't you dissatisfied with your salary yesterday? Now you're fired!"

  "What did you say?" Randall frowned as he looked at Hubert.

  "You were fired. Are you deaf?" Hubert sneered and then continued, "If you still want to keep your job, then clean the entire company's toilet with your hands."