Chapter 12

Staring at the young man whose face was filled with rage, Olivia Foster lightly furrowed her brows, glanced at William Bennett at the head of the table—who suddenly seemed to have aged considerably—and felt a slight pang of guilt in her heart. She gently bit her cherry lips, pondered for a moment, her lively eyes turning slightly, then suddenly spoke softly: “What happened today was indeed a bit reckless on Olivia’s part. Today, I can temporarily withdraw my request to dissolve the engagement. However, I need you to agree to a condition!”

“What condition?” Adam Bennett asked with a frown.

“I can postpone today’s request for three years. Three years from now, you come to the Yunlan Sect to challenge me. If you lose, I will dissolve the engagement in public. By then, you will have likely completed your family’s coming-of-age ceremony, so even if you lose, it won’t make Uncle Bennett lose too much face. Do you dare to accept?” Olivia Foster said calmly.

“Heh, if I lose then, it’s true my father’s reputation won’t suffer further, but I—perhaps I’ll have to bear the shame of failure for the rest of my life. This woman… she’s truly ruthless!” With a bitter, angry smile in his heart, Adam Bennett’s face was full of mockery.

“Miss Foster, you know full well Adam’s situation. What do you expect him to use to challenge you? Is it fun to humiliate him like this?” William Bennett slammed his palm on the table and stood up in anger.

“Uncle Bennett, someone has to take responsibility for breaking off an engagement. If not for the sake of saving your face, Olivia would have forcibly dissolved the engagement right now and announced it to everyone!” After being blocked several times, Olivia Foster was also growing impatient. She turned her head and snapped coldly at the silent Adam Bennett: “Since you don’t want Uncle Bennett to lose face, then accept the condition! Three years from now or now—which do you choose?”

“Olivia Foster, there’s no need for you to act so forceful. You want to break off the engagement simply because you think I, Adam Bennett, a good-for-nothing, am unworthy of you, the pride of heaven. To be blunt, aside from your looks, there’s nothing about you that I, young master, care for! Yunlan Sect is indeed powerful, but I’m still young, I have plenty of time. I became a Dou Practitioner at twelve, and you, Olivia Foster, how many Dou Qi stages had you reached at twelve? That’s right, I may be a loser now, but if I could create a miracle three years ago, why do you think I can’t rise again in the years to come?” Facing the girl’s aggressive stance, the usually silent Adam Bennett finally erupted like a volcano. His young face was cold and stern, and his words stunned everyone in the hall. Who would have thought that the usually quiet boy could be so sharp?

Olivia Foster moved her lips. Although she was furious at Adam Bennett’s evaluation of her, she couldn’t refute it. What Adam Bennett said was true—no matter how much of a loser he was now, he had indeed become a Dou Practitioner at twelve, while at that time, Olivia Foster was only at the eighth stage of Dou Qi…

“Miss Foster, for the sake of Old Master Foster, Adam Bennett will give you a word of advice: ‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never look down on a poor youth!’” Adam Bennett’s cold, resolute words made Olivia Foster’s delicate body tremble slightly.

“Good, what a saying—‘never look down on a poor youth!’ My son, William Bennett, is truly extraordinary!” At the head of the table, William Bennett’s eyes shone, and he slammed his palms on the table, splashing tea everywhere.

Gritting her teeth as she stared at the sneering boy before her, Olivia Foster, who had always been pampered, had never been lectured like this by someone her own age. Now, so angry her head was spinning, her slightly childish voice turned sharp: “What right do you have to lecture me? Even if your talent was unmatched before, now you’re just a loser! Fine, I, Olivia Foster, will wait for the day you surpass me again. I won’t mention dissolving the engagement today, but three years from now, I’ll be waiting for you at Yunlan Sect. If you have the ability, show me how far you can rise! If you can defeat me then, I, Olivia Foster, will be your servant for life, and you can do as you please!”

“Of course, if you’re still a loser three years from now, you’d better obediently hand over the contract to dissolve the engagement!”

Looking at the girl whose face had turned ashen, Adam Bennett laughed mockingly: “I don’t even need to wait three years—I really can’t muster any interest in you!” With that, he ignored the now icy-faced Olivia Foster, turned abruptly, strode to the table, and began writing furiously!

The ink fell, the pen stopped!

Adam Bennett suddenly drew the short sword from the table with his right hand. The sharp blade slashed a bloody gash across his left palm…

His bloodstained palm left a glaring red print on the white paper!

Gently picking up the contract, Adam Bennett let out a cold laugh. As he passed by Olivia Foster, he slammed it heavily onto the table.

“Don’t think I, Adam Bennett, care so much about having some so-called genius wife. This contract isn’t a dissolution of engagement—it’s a certificate of expulsion from the The Bennett Family! From now on, you, Olivia Foster, and my The Bennett Family, have nothing to do with each other!”

“You… you dare to expel me?” Staring at the blood-stained contract on the table, Olivia Foster’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. With her looks, talent, and background, she was actually expelled by a so-called loser from a small family? This sudden turn of events made her feel it was all too unreal.