Connor spoke with a calm detachment, “Well then, we’ll be heading out now.”
He wrapped his arm around Chloe and started towards the exit of the banquet hall. After a few steps, he paused and turned to address the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, today is my girlfriend’s birthday. I’ve arranged a celebration at Clout Top's 88th floor. If you all don’t mind, you’re welcome to join us. Tonight, everyone is a VIP guest.”
The crowd buzzed with excitement.
An invitation from Mr. Connor—who could resist? Many had longed for a chance to get in his good graces but never had the opportunity.
People began stepping forward.
“Mr. Connor, let’s go celebrate Ms. Chloe’s birthday.”
“I’m in!”
“Count me in!”
“I’ve heard Cloud Top's 88th floor is usually reserved for heads of state and never open to the public. They say the view is like something out of a fairy tale. I have to see it.”
The guests invited to the Meadows family's event swarmed out after Connor. Within five minutes, the once lively banquet was scattered and nearly empty, leaving only close relatives of the Meadows family behind.
They gathered around Jacob, sighing and lamenting.
“The wealthiest man around is actually Chloe’s boyfriend. This could’ve been our ticket to unimaginable wealth. How did we mess this up?”
“Chloe has always been brilliant in her studies and has a knack for design. All those award-winning pieces were hers, weren’t they? The company's current designs can’t compare. Even though she hasn’t designed for Belle Époque recently, she still creates pieces for us to showcase in Milan. The summer fashion week is coming up and your relationship is so stranined. Will she still help us?”
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