Barbara Sutton lowered her eyes, feeling a bit aimless after hearing this. After all, in this materialistic society, very few people can stay true to their original intentions. "Barbara, we only have one life. If you can’t be with the first person you love, it’s a real regret, and that regret will follow you for the rest of your life," Monica Usher told her. "I already have regrets, and I don’t want you to have them. It’s really tough; I consider you a friend." Barbara’s mind was somewhat chaotic. She held her coffee cup in silence. Monica Usher pushed the bank card on the table in front of her and said softly, "Take it, money can buy love." Before Barbara could react, Monica Usher had already stood up. She said, "Barbara, listen, I still have a score to settle with Hailey Hale, so I will help you. I will stop them from being together at all costs." "Hailey Hale is not the same as Mia Lane," she interrupted Barbara. "She and Finn Morgan don’t have two kids as leverage, so your odds are good." Before leaving, Monica Usher glanced at the bank card on the table, took her bag, and turned to leave. Barbara watched calmly as her figure disappeared at the doorway. She lowered her gaze, slowly looking at the card on the table... She sat there alone for ten minutes, like a puppet, then got up, took the card, and walked out. Who doesn’t envy the life of the wealthy? How many girls find a sugar daddy older than their father just to live a good life? Selling their bodies and souls. And how many girls get lost in the dizzying lights of this big city? Barbara walked out, lost and disoriented, knowing if she accepted this card and followed Monica Usher’s suggestion, if not selling her body, she’d have to sell her soul. Back at her rented flat, she lay weakly on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling uncertain about the future, with inner hesitation and struggle. Monica Usher had just arrived outside her own apartment, just got out of the car, and was about to step forward when she saw a familiar car parked not far away. Soon Lydia Ingram came out of the stairwell holding a young woman, as if they were glued together, practically inseparable. Is that woman a snake? She seemed to want to hang off his waist. Monica Usher felt calm, "..." but was utterly speechless. Was this supposed to be a true love series? It would ruin everything if caught by the media! They got into the car, which drove off right in front of her. Lydia Ingram didn’t see Monica Usher. Under the night sky, Monica Usher returned home with dissatisfaction and depression, feeling a bit stuck, doubting her own choices for the first time. Lydia Ingram was not a very good partner. In an apartment at Celestial Heights. The front door opened, and Finn Morgan returned with a plate of freshly peeled durians. Hailey Hale was sitting on the sofa, happily reaching out to him! She had a craving for durian and mentioned it in passing, not expecting Finn Morgan to change clothes immediately and go downstairs to buy it for her. "You’re welcome, finish it and get some sleep early." Finn Morgan handed her the bag. "I called Dr. Shelby, and he said you can eat durian, so enjoy it without worry." He even called a doctor? So attentive? The girl looked at him with bright eyes, "Thank you!" Her heart was filled with gratitude. Finn Morgan sat beside her, casually flipping through a book left on the sofa, which he read a few pages of every night before sleeping. "Do you want to try some?" Hailey gently asked as she held a small piece of durian to his lips; their shoulders were touching, very close to each other. Finn Morgan calmly said, "I don’t like the taste." Don’t like it? She was puzzled. The room was filled with that aroma! In the next second, Finn Morgan couldn’t hold back, put down the book, slipped on his slippers, and rushed to the bathroom, where Hailey Hale saw him vomiting over the toilet...