I’m Someone Else

Olivia gazed at Thomas with eyes brimming with affection, recognizing him as a remarkable man worthy of her love. However,
deep down, she knew he was broke, having exhausted every penny she had provided him. The sudden appearance of this
magnificent villa left her perplexed, leading her to believe that someone else had bestowed this extravagant gift upon him. This
revelation showcased the man’s immense strength, as it was inconceivable for such a lavish present to be bestowed upon a
coward. The correlation between genuine power and social standing would forever remain unbreakable in a dog-eat-dog world.
The car pulled to a stop within the villa grounds. John had been waiting for them for a long time. When he saw them exiting the
car, he promptly hurried over with a bright smile. “What do you think of this place, Thomas? Do you like it?”
This was the most luxurious villa owned by the Mortons. He was hesitant to live there, taking only a few strolls through the
finished villa. Moreover, he had contemplated residing in the estate in the distant future after disengaging from the family’s
affairs. However, he willingly relinquished that dream, recognizing that Thomas was in greater need of the villa.
After hearing this, Thomas respectfully replied to him, “I am. Thank you so much.”
“You’re too kind. There is no need for thanks between us,” John replied graciously with a wave of his hand dismissively. “I’ll be
leaving the cook and servants for you. They’ll take care of you.”
“There’s no need.” Thomas immediately shook his head and rejected the offer. There would only be a few of them living in the
villa, so they could just handle the cleaning and the cooking themselves. He was not accustomed to being attended to by others
and preferred to take care of such tasks himself.
John chuckled in response, saying, “Very well. As you wish.”
“Please wait for me here, Old Mr. Morton and Sean. I need to pick up Chloe and Mr. Hahn. Drinks are on me when I come back,”
Thomas said.
“Okay. It is your housewarming party. We should be drinking with you anyway. Haha! Let’s get drunk tonight!” John guffawed.
After that, Thomas hopped into Sean’s Cherokee and drove off.
From inside the villa, Ophelie gazed out at John and Sean standing on the sprawling grounds, her curiosity piqued. She turned to
Olivia and inquired, “Do you realize the immense power Thomas possesses? I mean, just look at this! The Mortons entrusted
him with this entire estate!”

As the Pearsons’ second daughter, Ophelie keenly recognized the influential figures within the Morton Family. She remembered
John and Sean as individuals Terrence would not dare to offend without substantial cause. Yet, astonishingly, they had bestowed
upon Thomas this expansive estate, which revealed their earnest attempt to curry favor with him.
Olivia shook her head in response. “I can’t say for certain either. In my perception, it appears there is nothing beyond his
capabilities.”
Ophelie clicked her tongue in frustration and pouted. “You’re not entirely correct. Shall I remind you of when I opened your
bedroom door and found him sleeping on the floor all night? How can you claim there’s nothing he’s incapable of? If he truly
possesses such abilities, he should have seized the opportunity last night to solidify his connection with you.”
Olivia’s face turned bright red as she glared at Ophelie. “Brat, what do you know?”
“What don’t I know?” Ophelie held her head up high with a face full of defiance. “Tell me the truth, Olivia. Is it because he can’t
do it or because you’re too aloof and cold when it comes to that? How can this be? How can no happy endings happen when a
man and a woman are left alone in a room? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it!” Then, she
continued, determined to make her point, “Wait, no! Isn’t he a great doctor? If he can’t get it up, he could definitely cure himself. I
knew it! You’re simply being too indifferent. It’s actually a condition, Olivia, and it needs to be cured!”
Olivia’s face instantly went dark when she heard that. “Brat, if you keep shooting your mouth off, I’ll give you a beating.”
“Aah! The most beautiful female entrepreneur in Irieson is about to go on a murder spree! Help!” Ophelie shrieked.
The gleeful shrieks of the sisters fooling around filled the air of the usually silent villa with cheerful joy.
Within the villa, a man dressed impeccably in a formal suit approached John and spoke with the utmost respect, “Everything is
ready, Old Mr. Morton.”
“How about the security?”
“Don’t worry. The security will definitely pass the test. Our men will be standing guard 24/7.”
“Not bad.” John nodded happily. After all, the people living in this villa would be key members of the Clifford Family. Security was
not something they could be lax on. Thomas might have said he did not need any servants, but the security guards had to stay.
Staring at the grand “Serenity Clouds Villa” sign hanging at the gate, he felt a surge of emotion. This place would bear witness to
the start of Thomas’ glory. This would be where Thomas would begin his ascension to the life of a ruler.

“From now on, all of you will be working for Thomas. I am no longer your employer. He is the man you will be loyal to,” John
declared to the man.
“Understood,” the man responded with a firm tone. He comprehended that this implied that the Mortons would no longer employ
his team and himself. They were now embarking on a new chapter, serving a fresh family—the Clifford Family.
Meanwhile, Thomas returned to the rental unit and chuckled bitterly when he saw the piles of organized bags Chloe had packed.
He couldn’t help but marvel at her frugality, surpassing his own. Everything had been neatly packed, from blankets to the tiniest
kitchen bowls, suggesting her desire to bring every possible item with them.
“There’s no need to bring so many things. They have everything there.”
The villa boasted lavish decorations that exuded opulence in every corner. Not only was it grand enough to rival three typical
mansions in size, but it was also abundantly stocked with all the daily necessities one could imagine. As a result, items such as
blankets and cooking utensils were rendered unnecessary, given that the villa already provided for their every need.
“Huh? Leave these behind? It would be a shame.” Chloe’s eyes lingered on the items she had packed.
After multiple attempts, Thomas finally wrangled her, and she reluctantly agreed to leave those items behind. He didn’t mind
parting with the clothes either, as the quality was subpar, and he was more than willing to buy her new ones. However, she
refused to throw them away. Adam even stepped forward to lecture him for ages about how he could not live in decadence just
because he was rich. Ultimately, Thomas had no choice but to move everything left into the car before driving them to Serenity
Clouds Villa.
On the way, Chloe held on tight to her mother’s urn, terrified that something might happen to it. The sight deeply tugged at
Thomas’ heartstrings, realizing that the urn theft had traumatized her.
Soon, the trio arrived at the villa. Her eyes went wide. “It’s huge.”
On the other hand, Adam stood in awe, his mouth agape in disbelief. The sheer size of the villa surpassed even the expansive
park where he typically took his leisurely walks.