Chapter 1225
Alex knew that the highest rating for such a competition was First-Class A, followed by First-Class B, and then First-Class C. To achieve any First-Class was an accomplishnt amongst the best, with prices starting from around 300,000. Usually, only middle-aged or older competitors with years of experience could get a A rating, it was very rare for a young person to obtain it.
So, he was satisfied.
There was a First-Class artwork hanging in the living room, making him swell with pride.
Soon after, Manie York returned on ti, and the long-table feast began.
As the minor princess in the mansion, she was not just the apple of the Duke’s eye, but also a big star in Anstolas.
Although not involved in the Anstolan Entertainnt Circle, every ti she went out, she attracted national attention. This was because she had been a radiant presence since childhood, initially compared to real princesses, but eventually surpassing all the aristocratic ladies. People said she was a goddess reincarnated, which earned her extrely high national popularity.
This ti when she returned, there was no exception, it even made the news.
However, she was feeling down, especially after being asked about her love life. She beca even more despondent, retiring to her room to rest shortly after.
After dinner, Jerry River was invited over by the Duke for a private chat.
The octogenarian duke was not in good health and leaned on a walking stick, but he still exuded an aura of stern majesty.
"Mr. River, I understand that you are well-inford about Manie’s love affairs. Could you tell what is happening?"
Manie didn’t want to talk much after coming back, making the Duke anxious.
Jerry replied coolly, "Sir, don’t worry. I will certainly give that ungrateful young man a lesson on behalf of our Manie."
"So, they were speaking the truth. That guy nad Alexander Foster really doesn’t appreciate my dear granddaughter?" The Duke’s gaze darkened a few degrees.
Jerry:"He will surely co to voluntarily soon. At that ti, I will make him realize what remarkable treasure he has missed."
The Duke said, "If Manie sincerely likes him, your duty should be to bring them together, not to teach him a lesson."
"Sir, in my opinion, he isn’t worthy of Manie. The one who truly deserves Manie wouldn’t make her shed tears."
The Duke was furious, "Did my granddaughter cry?"
Jerry nodded, "That day, I noticed an unusual tone in her voice over the phone, she must have been crying."
"Well done! Master Foster didn’t give any face at all, even allowing his grandson to bully my granddaughter!"
The Duke, now truly angry, had no intention of saving face for the Fosters, he agreed with Jerry’s plan. No matter what, they would teach him a lesson first!
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The next morning, Alexander Foster’s plane landed in the capital of Anstolas.
The autumn in Anstolas was almost the sa as the sumr, quite hot.
Right after Chloe Collins stepped off the plane, she felt her legs being wrapped by a warm and tacky breeze that carried a burning sensation.
She was familiar with the local climate and was wearing denim shorts that morning with a simple sleeveless shirt and flat white shoes. But despite the cool outfit, she still found it unbearably hot.
Alex was wearing trousers and a short-sleeved shirt, and beads of sweat were trickling down his face.
Chloe took out two hats, placing one on his head. Both hats were black with a small logo in the shape of the letter "fire".
Alex didn’t pay much attention to the logo. Just wearing the matching colored hat made his day.
"When did you buy these?"
Chloe was busy texting, and after hearing him, she responded with a simple, "Oh, I bought them a long ti ago."
She had ordered Heijii to arrange a batch for custom production, and each mber of ’Fire’ had one.
Alex seed particularly fond of her response "a long ti ago", and a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
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