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Even if you were bragging, you should say something.

It’s better than keeping silent.

It’s infuriating!

Before long, two bottles of white wine were finished, and everyone had drunk about half a catty.

Ethan had been boasting for a while and, noticing that Samantha seemed to be paying more attention to Carson, serving him food and pouring wine for him, felt even more jealous and decided to drop the facade.

“Carson, there are some things, I’m not sure if I should say them or not…”

Carson smiled, “If you’re not sure, then maybe don’t say them.”

Eh?

Ethan gaped, his expression momentarily stupefied.

Come on, aren’t you supposed to follow my lead and say something like ‘Go ahead, it’s fine’, or something?

How am I supposed to respond to that?

After an awkward silence of two seconds, Ethan laughed, “Actually, it’s just some heartfelt advice, don’t blame me for being too direct when we’re not that close.

I’m just looking out for you.

I feel that you and Samantha are not suitable for each other…”

Carson smiled, “I think we’re quite suitable.

I like her, she likes me, isn’t that enough?

Right, Samantha?”

You finally stepped up!

Samantha Tate inwardly praised Carson, then continued, “Yeah, love is between two people.

I love him, he loves me, nothing else matters.”

Ethan felt as if a knife had been plunged into his chest—raw, painful and suffocating.

“But love isn’t everything in life.

Life is about the necessities, not like in novels where love alone is enough.

To live, you need money, a lot of money.”

Ethan looked at Carson with a face full of pity, “Samantha has lived a life of luxury since childhood.

Her daily expenses are not trivial.

Can you afford that?

Buying clothes, cosmetics, handbags.

To put it mildly, one handbag of hers might cost you a year’s savings…”