Chapter 1209

"Do you agree with me, Mr. Johnston?" Fiorella abruptly stopped and asked. "Yeah, you're right." Jared tapped his glass against hers with a clink. "Castor, pour Miss Fisher some wine," Jared ordered. Hearing this, Castor quickly poured some wine for Fiorella. Fiorella looked at Castor and began to lecture him, "It's a pity, Castor. You weren't born with good parents, so you weren't properly educated. Their actions almost cost you the second half of your life too. Fortunately, though, you were born into a good family. "Look at Mr. Johnston. We're all around the same age, but he's so much better than you. I think he is what you should strive to be. Whatever you do in the future, you should think of him as a frame of reference and make informed and meaningful decisions based on that." "Yeah, you're right, Miss Fisher." Castor could only listen and nod, as he was afraid of getting into a spat with her. In truth, he loathed Fiorella. He hated her even when Henry was still around, and