Claude looked at her tenderly, reached out and gently touched her hair, and said in a soft, dismissive tone, "Baby, wait a little longer, it's not the right time yet."
He wore that charming smile, but inwardly he couldn't help but feel a surge of contempt. Hmph, doesn't he know his own background? Doesn't he even know his own worth?
In Western countries, the hierarchy among the upper classes is very strict. Nobles are nobles, and they are born with an innate sense of superiority.
Intermarriage between noble families was like a huge and complex network, used to maintain the family's strength and status, and to ensure the continuous transfer of wealth and power within the family.
Their social circles and lifestyles are vastly different from those of ordinary people.
A beautiful woman like Onif is just making a living in this decadent world by relying on her decent body.
She thought that by getting into his bed, she would have a chance to enter the Claude family—that was pure delusion.
As Claude thought of this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Although his wife, whom he had married many years ago, is now old and frail, her face is marked by the passage of time, and her figure has long since changed.
But behind her lies a powerful family with deep roots and extensive connections.
Claude dared not offend her easily, otherwise, if he angered the family behind her, his career and his family's reputation would be greatly affected.
He wouldn't take such a big risk for a shallow woman like Onif. So, he could only continue to coax Onif with money and sweet words.
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