Thea was gorgeous, possessing a more glamorous charisma than the celebrities on television. She seemed ideally suited to marry into wealth. How, then, could she be married to James, a homemaker? Gladys had heard that Yuna's birthday party guests were all prominent figures, mostly company bosses. With Thea's current beauty, Gladys was sure she'd capture the attention of super-wealthy men.

Gladys pulled Thea aside and whispered, "Thea, the people at the Cansington Hotel today are very rich. I heard Mr. Grayson, the owner of Gourmand, will be there. This is your chance. Hook up with him."

"Mom… what are you talking about? I have a husband. How can I do something so shameless?"

"Him?" Gladys glanced at James, standing nearby. "James, you're not going today. Stay home," she commanded. In Gladys's opinion, James would embarrass Thea at the party.

"Mom… why are you doing this?" Thea asked, dissatisfied. She'd thought her mother had changed, abandoning her power hunger and greed. But it only took a day or two for her to revert.

"Thea, I'm doing this for your own good. Look at you—glamorous! Now look at James. How can he be worthy of you? Can he buy you beautiful clothes and jewelry?"

Gladys hadn't initially intended to interfere, but she felt James was unworthy of Thea. Thea wanted to say James had money, but she swallowed the words. Furiously, she said, "I won't go if James isn't going."

"Why won't you take my advice? I'm doing this for your own good!" Gladys scolded.

"I know what I want."

"Ha! You'll regret this."

Gladys was discontented.

"Let's go, honey," she said.

Ignoring Gladys, Thea pulled James outside. "Honey, I'm sorry about my mother. Don't take it to heart. I'm your wife, no matter what I look like," Thea apologized.

"Okay," James nodded, unfazed. They left together.

James drove Thea to the Cansington Hotel on his electric motorcycle. Her long dress required her to hold it while sitting behind him, her arms wrapped around him. This sight attracted attention.

"Who is that?"

"Am I seeing this right? Which celebrity is she? She's so beautiful!"

"Her clothes are expensive. Why is she on an electric motorcycle?"

People gossiped and took pictures, uploading them to social media. James remained unconcerned.

After about half an hour, they arrived at the Cansington Hotel. Countless luxury cars were parked outside. Prominent figures streamed into the hotel. Yuna, the beautiful chairman of Longevity Pharmaceutical and the party's focus, stood at the entrance, looking around. She waited a long time, but James didn't appear. Many influential guests arrived, and she greeted them perfunctorily.

Soon, an electric motorcycle approached. The driver, a man in his thirties, was unremarkable in appearance and attire. He was easily overlooked. However, his passenger…

"Goddess! Fairy!"

The final promotional sentence was removed as it was not part of the story itself.