Chapter 322
"Congratulations!"
Frederick nodded politely. Before they could make more small talk, a young man hurried over.
"Danica! Mr. Randolph, Danica's paintings are really profound. There are a few paintings that I don't quite understand. Can I trouble her for some assistance?"
The man nodded politely to Frederick and Chet. His eyes never left Danica. Everyone present could understand his intentions.
"Please, excuse me!"
With a graceful smile, Danica turned around and followed the man. Kieran started speaking as soon as they left.
"Mr Clements, please don't take it to heart! He's the son of the family next door. He has always had a crush on Danica. He's been sending flowers over to our house ever since he found out that Danica came back! Danica's gentle, well-behaved, and well educated. Unlike other girls who are pretentious, vain and..."
Frederick smiled lightly and didn't say anything. He just let Kieran brag on.
When he stopped talking, Danica happened to turn back. She grabbed Kieran's arm and said, "Dad, Frederick, what are you two talking about? Don't tell me you're talking bad about me?"
Kieran chuckled. "We were talking about how gentle and kind you are. Many men are pursuing you. A fortune teller once said that you'll bring good fortune to your husband in the future!"
"Dad, stop it! Frederick, don't listen to his nonsense..."
The two of them echoed each other. Frederick and Chet looked at each other, and the corners of their lips twitched at the same time. At this time, a waiter came and brought wine to Danica.
At that, Kieran said, "Let's all have a drink!"
Frederick stopped himself just as he was about to drink the wine.
Seeing this, everyone stopped. Kieran asked, "What's wrong? Is this wine not up to your taste? These are all from France, the top Lafite!"
For that day's event, Kieran had spent a lot of money. That wine cost up to 100 thousand dollars per bottle!
"No, that's not it!"
After a slight pause, Frederick raised his hand and called the waiter over. He changed a glass of juice and said lightly, "I'm preparing to start a family!" His words were like a cruel and cold slap across everyone's faces. Everyone's face turned pale instantly. Chet pursed his lips, but he secretly applauded in his heart.
Mr Clements was amazing! Just a few words could silence the crowd.
Both of them stopped talking. Later, a few men came over to chat and the topic revolved around investing and stocks.
Watching the people chatting in front of him, Frederick's gaze turned cold. It looked like he'd been lured into a trap this night! How tiring!
As expected, as soon as the idea came to mind, a billionaire who he had never even heard of turned around and said, "I heard that Mr Clements is knowledgeable in stock investing. Can you give us some advice?"
Frederick didn't even bother to expose his bad acting.
"I don't think much of the banking shares and the real estate shares! One is suitable for long term and the other has already risen. I would be more inclined to new energy technology shares. Share A is
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good share to look at. You should be able to make some money if you buy
it next week and sell it before
Friday!"
Frederick thought highly of the stock. He had prepared it especially for Kieran as he was ready to help him out next week! However, at this moment, he wasn't happy. After finishing his words, he put down the drink.
"Excuse me, I'm going to take a look at the paintings!"
Then, Chet followed.
After a certain distance, Frederick said, "Pick a medium-range painting for me!"
Chet nodded and walked towards
gallery on the right. Frederick walked around and searched for a place where there weren't many people. He stood there and looked at a painting in front of him for a
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However, he couldn't understand the meaning behind the painting. All he could see was a semicircle painted in different colors.
Was he too impetuous? He couldn't even grasp the painting in front of him!
When he inadvertently turned his eyes, he saw Danica talking and laughing with a man happily.
Turning around, Frederick focused on another painting. He could figure out the painting named "Love". Among the mixture of colors, there were two red hearts. It wasn't a bad idea. However, from the drawing, color down to the technique, all Frederick could think of was how rushed and amateurish it was.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
After thinking for a while, something in his mind seemed to have disappeared completely. Frederick felt a sense of loss as he walked towards the side door. As he turned the corner, he saw Danica and a chubby man tugging around.
"Mr. McGowan, don't be like this. How about next time? Thank you for coming to support us. You see, I am really busy!" "Danica, when are you free? My yacht party happens every week! I really like you. What would you like? LV? Hermes?"
"Mr. McGowan!"
Just as Frederick was about to turn around, a voice came from behind him. "Mr Clements!"
He saw Danica say something to the man. After that, the man tidied up his wrinkled sleeve and walked away unwillingly. In a few quick strides, Danica came up to Frederick and pulled on his sleeve, saying hurriedly, "Frederick, don't get me wrong! There's nothing going on between myself and
Mr.
McGowan!
Looking at the woman in front of him, Frederick felt as if he was looking at a clown. It was ridiculous and embarrassing. Did she really think that he wouldn't notice that she was deliberately flirting with different men all night?
He pushed Danica's hand away. For the first time, Frederick actually felt a trace of disgust towards her, "Whoever you are with is your freedom. You don't have to explain it to me!"
Frederick was just clarifying the matter, but Danica felt a trace of joy in her heart. She thought that he was jealous, so she stopped him at once. "Frederick, I only have you in my heart! They're the ones pestering me. I don't have that kind of intention!"
"Danica!"
Frederick hadn't planned on humiliating her that night, but he'd run out of patience.
"Aren't you tired, trying to put on an act in front of me? I've been in the business circle for 10 years, do you think you can fool me with these little tricks? If you wanted me to support your exhibition, buy a painting, help out Randolph Group whether through investments or buying stocks, or even just use my presence to boost your reputation, you could've just asked. Yet you'v just spent the whole night trying to make me jealous by flirting with different men. I don't deny your charm, but do you think that I'll want to get back together with you just because of that? Danica, if you wanted my help, you just had to ask, yet you chose the method that I wanted to see the least. Tell your father that it's best for him to buy the stock I mentioned just now next Monday or Tuesday morning, then sell it by Thursday. How much you earn depends on your luck! This is the last time that I'm doing you a favour, as a gift and blessing to you. From now on, whether the Randolph Group lives or dies has nothing to do with me!"