Avery tapped his long fingers twice on the tabletop, lost in thought. "Mackie visited Starfall City to scout an investment opportunity a few days ago. Marianne's dad must've caught wind of that. That's why he's been hounding her." Marianne pouted. "That explained it. | wondered why he suddenly got it into his head to chase after Angie & Co.
Investments." Leah, who always had a strong sense of justice, indignantly said, "Karma's a bitch. Don't worry. Aurelia despises guys who play the field and then bail. Even if he manages to contact Aurelia, she won't invest." There was a high-society party on Friday night.
Aurelia called Lisa to hang out and have fun to take her mind off things instead of staying cooped up at hand overthinking.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtParty-loving socialites, especially those born into wealth like Lisa, never missed a bash. Back in her college days, she was the life of every party.
Swaying to the melodic music, Lisa felt her depression healed for the time. "It's been ages since I've been to a party." "I knew you'd love it. Plus, there's a jewelry auction later. If you see something you like, bid on it." Lisa grinned. "Your postnatal yoga tips really worked wonders. After a few sessions, my belly's flatter, and my waist is slimmer." Aurelia giggled, her eyes curling like crescents. "I've tried and tested it myself. | wouldn't recommend it if it didn’t work. Yoga's not only great for shaping up but also for balancing hormones and soothing the mind." While they were chatting, a middle-aged man approached them. "Excuse me, ma'am. Are you President Hawthorne from Angie & Co. Investments?" Aurelia blinked in surprise. "You are?" The man handed her a business card. "I'm Quentin, Chairman of the Clark Group from Starfall City. Marianne's my daughter. She's working at Serenity Films as a makeup artist for your brother, Avery." Aurelia took the card and glanced at it. Avery had casually mentioned Marianne's family when he returned from the set yesterday.
She hadn't expected Quentin to cfor her in person.
With a polite but distant smile, she said, "Mr. Clark, it's my pleasure to meet you." Quentin wore an ingratiating smile. He had gone through much trouble, asking friends at Elysium to find out that Aurelia would be at tonight's party and had them bring him along.
"President Hawthorne, | heard your company would invest in Starfall City. And our company has a promising project. I'd love to set up a tto introduce it to you." Aurelia swirled her cocktail, "Mr. Clark, this is a social event, not a business meeting. Besides, Mackie handles all business matters for Angie, and | rarely intervene. You should talk to him." Despite maintaining a smile, Quentin felt utterly awkward.
The interaction might not have been so uncomfortable if she were his age. But there she was, barely in her twenties, about his daughter's age, already owning her investment firm, a fashion label, sitting pretty as Elysium's wealthiest woman, and commanding millions of followers.
"Could you possibly introduceto him?" he asked hopefully.
Aurelia handed him a business card, which was Mackie's. "He's busy, but try contacting him to see if he can spare stime." "Thank you," Quentin said, nodding and bowing, anxious not to offend Aurelia, whose backing by the Stirling family was well known.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOnce he left, Lisa showed a hint of envy. "If | really divorce Arnold, I'd love to beca career woman like you." Aurelia laughed. "I'm all for it. You've got my full support." Outside, Quentin pocketed the business card and left the party hall to urgently contact Mackie about the investment before his company faced bankruptcy.
Reaching the elevator, he received a call from his wife and received the bad news that his beloved son had fallen gravely ill.
Marianne was coming out of the elevator along with Avery and Leah.
Attending the party was Marianne's idea, and knowing Aurelia would also be there, Avery had agreed to come.
Upon seeing Quentin, Marianne's brow furrowed. "What are you doing here?"