"Did you really give your whole fortune to Miss Michelle?"
Perhaps because Jennings was refused a eting even with a billion-dollar check last ti, none of his friends thought highly of him.
"This ti, I brought her over without spending a di. If you don’t believe , ask her!"
Jennings has the deep-rooted flaw of this class, treating won as their accessories, a capital for showing off.
Under Jennings’s proud deanor, all his brothers cast their skeptical gazes on July Quinn.
"Miss Michelle, did you really not take a cent from Jennings?"
"If you don’t take his money, what can you get from him?"
"Are you really Miss Michelle? I really don’t think Miss Michelle would make an appearance with Jennings."
They seem like good brothers ordinarily, but in reality, they are secretly comparing with each other.
No matter in what aspect, they would fight fiercely behind the scenes.
Especially when it cos to won.
The last ti, Jennings was rejected by Miss Michelle despite his higher power and status, which made them happy for a while.
Unexpectedly, today the tables have turned, and it’s Jennings’s turn.
Jennings doesn’t want his rare mont in the spotlight today to be knocked down the next second.
So before July Quinn could respond, he looked at her pleadingly, signaling her not to reveal the truth.
July Quinn understood his anxiety and smiled, "I was just drawn by Jennings’s gentlemanly charm, so money can be discussed later. As for whether I am Miss Michelle, you can verify at the private club."
With this, Jennings’s brothers looked sowhat resentful.
This woman is most likely Miss Michelle.
And once again, they lost to Jennings.
They had only lost in money and status before, but now they lost in the aspect of won too.
They are losers!
Looking at his brothers’ dejected expressions, Jennings felt relieved.
He felt July Quinn scratching his palm, signaling that she had helped him this ti and he should rember to repay.
Jennings generously nodded in agreent. Today, how she helped him show off in front of his brothers deserves so reward.
After getting his response, July Quinn seed to feel bored and directly asked Jennings, "Where’s the future Family Head Mistress of the Marsden family? The party has started, and she hasn’t appeared yet?"
"She doesn’t really like such occasions, so she tends to arrive a bit late."
ntioning the future mistress of the family, who is also Jennings’s future stepmother, he showed no reluctance and not an extra expression.
July Quinn began to realize that maybe Jennings isn’t as worthless as he appears.
Since she couldn’t see Laura Quinn, July Quinn seed sowhat distracted.
She took the drink Jennings handed her.
Then, Jennings casually placed his hand on July Quinn’s slim waist...
At this mont, a commotion burst from the entrance of the party.
The previously mingling noble families with the Marsden family crowded toward the entrance.
Among the crowd, soone whispered, "The descendant of the Kanes has arrived."
"Aren’t you going to take a look?" July Quinn didn’t lift her head to see the so-called descendant of the Kanes, rely turning back and looking at Jennings.
From her prior "probing," Jennings probably considered this descendant of the Kanes a competitor.
Of course, Jennings competing with others has little to do with July Quinn.
She just wanted to quickly divert Jennings’s attention and distance herself from him, so she could roam the manor for Laura Quinn’s whereabouts.
"Mm, wait for at the bar, I’ll go take a look."
Jennings’s attention is indeed focused on the descendant of the Kanes, so after instructing July Quinn, he hurried toward the entrance.
"Alright," July Quinn sweetly replied, but her figure directly vanished into the corner.
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