628. Wine Stomped Underfoot

Emma found herself at the center of a banquet.

She had forgotten which banquet this was, but it did not matter. Emma had attended many banquets, and this was merely another one of them.

Sitting in a chair with a glass of red wine in hand, Emma took a sip of the fragrant liquid and watched the banquet guests dancing gracefully. She enjoyed this kind of atmosphere.

From a young age, Emma had received a wealthy upbringing. Her father, Browning, had inherited part of the family business, and he had already been quite rich before Emma was born. Emma had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth and had never known poverty.

In fact, in the Ruined City, making money was not difficult for the wealthy. As long as one had a certain amount of savings, wealth could create more wealth. For example, Browning owned some properties, which he rented out for income. When the properties appreciated in value, he could sell them directly. Some speculators had noticed this and borrowed money from the rich or took out loans to purchase properties, using the rent to pay the interest or selling the properties after their prices rose to repay their debts. It could be considered making something from nothing.

As for Emma, she did not need to trouble herself with such matters. All she had to do was hand her money over to people she trusted, and they would naturally use it to make more money for her.

Emma had never considered what it would be like to fall into poverty.

She looked at the men dressed in suits and selected a partner to spend the night with.

"This one's height is pretty good, but I really don't like his beard. Why do men always like to look