After standing up, Julia Young, dressed in a long skirt, looked absolutely stunning. Her ample bosom pushed up the white long-sleeved T-shirt, her waist was tightly cinched, her curves exquisite—she was a feast for the eyes.

Julia Young's looks might not be considered the most beautiful, but her outstanding temperament combined with her exceptional figure made her radiate feminine charm. Even though everyone in this house was more or less acquainted, she still attracted plenty of heated glances.

William Lawson was a sports enthusiast. Back in high school, he was an amateur member of the capital’s martial arts team and also played basketball very well. He had never given up on sports all these years. He was tall, with an excellent physique—a classic ape-like arms and wasp waist.

The two of them standing in the middle of the dance floor immediately became the center of attention.

At the time, the popular dance was just the ordinary social dance, a slow four-beat. William Lawson caught a faint whiff of Julia Young's subtle fragrance at the tip of his nose, feeling a bit dazed and enchanted. He couldn’t help but move a little closer, so much so that Julia Young's prominent chest nearly touched his solid chest.

Julia Young’s lips curled slightly, revealing a pampering smile, letting him do as he pleased.

She really liked William Lawson's attachment to her. Whenever she was with William Lawson, she couldn’t help but feel a flood of tenderness. Of course, it was a kind of doting affection.

Gatherings of the capital’s privileged young masters and ladies were always very casual. The villa was “fully equipped,” even with a movie theater. These scions could always get the latest foreign and Hong Kong films. Even now, there was a group watching movies in the theater. Only some people were dancing here.

“Jie, didn’t George Harris come?”

William Lawson leaned in and whispered in Julia Young’s ear.

He knew that Julia Young would eventually marry George Harris, but that was later—at this point, they weren’t married yet. William Lawson remembered everything about Julia Young very clearly. But by now, their relationship should have already been set.

Arranged marriages were very common among powerful families, even far more so than marriages for love. The Yun family was able to safely withdraw from the political whirlpool without being purged, largely thanks to their connection with the He family. The He family’s influence was no less than that of the Liu and Yun families, and in that political struggle, they made the right choice and reaped great rewards.

The alliance between the Yun and He families didn’t start with Julia Young. Julia Young’s uncle had married George Harris’s aunt.

Because of this connection, the Yun family was able to retreat unscathed.

“Don’t mention him, he’s annoying!”

Julia Young said with clear displeasure, her beautiful willow-leaf brows furrowing.

William Lawson was a bit surprised. “What’s wrong?”

“Don’t ask, it’s annoying!”

Julia Young became even more unhappy.

As far as William Lawson knew, Julia Young’s marriage to George Harris was truly unhappy. Julia Young had never had children—whether for physiological reasons or simply because she didn’t want them, he didn’t know. Although they were good friends, after all, there were differences between men and women, so William Lawson couldn’t ask too deeply about such matters. Political marriages often had situations like this.

Some people only married to obey their parents, and after marriage, the couple couldn’t get along at all, each living their own lives, maintaining only the shell of a marriage on the surface. But this shell was still very useful externally, showing that the two great families were still closely connected.

This was a political necessity, not a matter of personal life.

In The Lawson Family’s generation, this situation wasn’t so obvious. At that time, people valued organizational arrangements—marrying first, falling in love later. By the next generation, William Lawson’s peers, “living separate lives” had already become commonplace.

At this moment, Julia Young and George Harris weren’t married yet, and Julia Young was already so irritable, which was somewhat unexpected for William Lawson.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of William Lawson’s mouth.

“What’s up? Gloating, are you?”

Julia Young was sharp in her observations and immediately asked.

“No, I wouldn’t dare… If you ask me, if you don’t like him, then don’t marry him. Why make things hard for yourself?”

William Lawson said with a bit of a cheeky grin.

Julia Young scolded with a laugh, “Better to destroy ten temples than break up a marriage. Don’t you know that saying?”

“But you don’t like him. Isn’t that just asking for trouble?”

Julia Young just sighed. In a political marriage, what did like or dislike matter?

Otherwise, why don’t you just marry me!

William Lawson was so stirred that he almost blurted this out. Luckily, he swallowed the words at the last moment. For a Liu family boy to steal a He family bride was no joke. Besides, although his feelings for Julia Young ran deep, it wasn’t quite romantic love—there was more of a sibling bond. Under Julia Young’s “imposing presence,” William Lawson didn’t dare to joke too far.

“Victoria, I don’t want to work in a government office anymore. I want to go into business.”

After a while, Julia Young suddenly said.

In William Lawson’s memory, Julia Young did eventually go into business. But that was after the political storm, after Old Master Yun passed away and the Yun family gradually faded from the center of power, with the direct descendants all turning to business. Julia Young was one of them.

For children of powerful families, getting rich in business was not difficult.