Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

McKenna glanced at Lin Feng with a smile, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint.

"Aren't you afraid he'll eat your sister too?"

Salad shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Of course I'm not afraid."

If my sister can win Lin Feng's favor, it must be God's blessing upon her, that she's been given a brain.

As she spoke, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, and her tone turned cold.

"Unfortunately, my sister is like my dad, rather foolish and stubborn."

They always think they're smarter than others, that their understanding is superior. Little do they know, they are the most ignorant of all.

McKenna nodded, deeply agreeing.

I completely agree with that statement.

A farm worth hundreds of millions of dollars, given away so easily—where can you find a man like that?

So what if your sister earns a million a year? After taxes, she doesn't actually get much money.

Even if you work your whole life without eating or drinking, you still won't save a fraction of what you earn.

She could work her whole life and still not compare to your effortless success.

A hint of smugness flashed in Sarah's beautiful eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"When she gets here, I'll see what she has to say."

"Then why don't you go call her right now?"

"Okay, I'll start right away."

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Lin Feng was quite impressed with Salad's older sister.

With the same blonde hair and blue eyes, she exudes the elite aura of a sophisticated urban woman, dressed in the quintessential urban professional woman style.

When I first met her in court, Sarah's sister, Erin Elizabeth, exuded an aloof and unapproachable aura.

She was quite arrogant back then.

He also warned Lin Feng, saying, "There's an old Chinese saying that marriage should be between people of equal social standing, and I really admire that saying."

His tone and expression were exactly like those of a white elite class, condescendingly lecturing Lin Feng.

Tell him to stop having unrealistic fantasies.

That proud little expression was practically smug.

It was filled with the arrogance characteristic of the white elite.

The sense of superiority fostered by growing up in a privileged environment, attending Ivy League schools, working at top law firms, and interacting with the elite of society.

Lin Feng told the two women something and then went to take a shower.

Sarah dialed Eileen's number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Salad?" Eileen's voice was still the same, with a hint of condescension. "Why did you suddenly decide to call me? Are you out of money?"

"Hmph, listen to me and break up with that Chinese man as soon as possible, and Dad will forgive you. Everything you've lost will come back to you."

Sarah rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with her, and went straight to the point.

"Eileen, I'm living a much better life than you."

Stop talking nonsense. I'm contacting you to cooperate with you and to introduce you to business.

"Come to Texas tomorrow. There's a contract worth tens of millions of US dollars that needs you. Your commission will be substantial."

"Texas?" Eileen asked, her voice tinged with doubt.

"What are you doing in Texas? And hanging out with that Chinese guy again?"

"Yes, it's him," Sarah readily admitted.

"He gave me a farm worth $500 million, and now he wants to acquire another farm. He needs a professional lawyer to handle the merger and acquisition. You need to come over here."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then came Eileen's incredulous voice.

"How much? Five hundred million US dollars? Sarah, are you out of your mind? You actually believe that?"

"I'm not crazy."

Are you sure you haven't been scammed?

Eileen's voice suddenly rose, "A $500 million farm just given away like that? Do you think this is a movie?"

"Sarah, let me tell you, he's definitely trying to fool you. Don't be an idiot and believe him."

"Whether you've been scammed or not, you'll find out tomorrow when you come."

Eileen was taken aback by her words, remained silent for a moment, and then took a deep breath.

"OK, I'll come over tomorrow."

I want to see what tricks he's up to.

I will definitely expose his true colors.

After hanging up the phone, McKenna couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems your sister has quite a few issues with Lin Feng."

"That's why I say my sister is a bit of an idiot."

Sarah shrugged, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"She's always been like this since she was little, always thinking that everyone else is stupid and that she's the smartest."

McKenna nodded thoughtfully.

There's some truth to that.

"But now your sister will probably have a prejudice against Lin Feng; it'll be hard to erase that first impression."

Sarah narrowed her eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"That's not necessarily true."

My sister has a weakness.

McKenna curiously leaned closer.

"What weakness?"

Sarah leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't be fooled by her aloof demeanor and serious, glamorous legal lady image."

In reality, she was an alcoholic with a severe alcohol addiction.

Moreover, its weakness is also very obvious; it will instantly become paralyzed the moment the cat becomes aggressive.

McKenna narrowed her eyes and glanced at Sarah.

Sarah raised an eyebrow at her, and the two exchanged a knowing smile.

There seemed to be a tacit understanding.

The next day, around noon.

Fort Worth International Airport.

The hatch opened, and Erin Elizabeth stepped out with two assistants.

Today she was wearing a royal blue custom-made suit and carrying a Hermès Birkin bag.

Her blonde hair was neatly styled in a bun at the back of her head, and sunglasses covered half of her face. She exuded a powerful aura, looking every bit the female devil on the street.

The two assistants behind him were also dressed in business suits, one dragging a suitcase and the other carrying a folder, following closely behind.

McKenna was already waiting outside the airport.

She leaned against her massive Ford F-650 pickup truck, dressed in denim and riding boots, a stark contrast to Eileen's sophisticated attire.

When McKenna saw Eileen come down, she went up to her with a warm smile.

"Welcome to Texas, Ms. Erin."

Eileen took off her sunglasses, looked her up and down, didn't recognize her, and nodded expressionlessly.

"Where's the salad?"

McKenna's lips curled up slightly.

Just as Sarah had said, he had an arrogant and disdainful look on his face.

This sight made McKenna even more eager to see how Sarah would deal with her that night.

That'll get interesting.

She stopped smiling, and her tone turned cold.

"Wait for me on my farm, come with me."

"Set off."

Eileen, accompanied by two assistants, boarded McKenna's pickup truck.

The car was so big that it took Eileen a lot of effort to climb in, even though she was wearing a tight skirt.

She sat in the passenger seat, straightened her clothes, glanced at the simple interior, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

McKenna watched this unfold, sneered inwardly, and stepped on the gas.

The pickup truck roared out of the airport and headed towards the cowboy town.

An hour later, the car drove into the Rattlesnake Farm.

This is a typical large ranch in Texas, with grasslands stretching as far as the eye can see, and cattle grazing leisurely in the distance.

The car stopped in front of a house.

The salad was already waiting at the door.

She was dressed casually, with her blonde hair down, a smile on her face, and opened her arms to greet me.

"Eileen!"

She wanted to give her sister a hug.

But Eileen simply reached out and blocked her, her movement swift and decisive, like refusing a handshake from the opposing lawyer in court.

"Stop beating around the bush and get straight to the point."

You should know that as a lawyer, my time is money, and I don't have time to waste on you.

She stared into Sarah's eyes, her tone serious.

"Didn't you tell me you were going to buy a 100,000-acre farm?"

Where is that Chinese man?

I want to see if he's lying to you or if it's really true.