Yelena’s eyes lit up. Her heart was pounding.
“Dad, Zennie Hamerton… is the youngest heiress of the Hamertons, right?
“Mm-hmm.” William said flatly, “I think she’s only 18 and has yet to go to university. She’s the youngest child of the Hamertons and Mr. Z’s favorite sister. If you can get the favor of that princess, to get her to say some good words about you to Mr. Z, there’s hope for you to marry him!”
“I know what to do now, dad!” Yelena bit her lip. She spoke after momentarily falling into deep thought. “I’ll get someone to follow Ms. Hamerton, and I’ll hold a dinner as soon as possible. It’s best if… it’s a charity dinner! I know the Hamertons love doing charity.”
“That’s great.” William finally revealed a smile. “You’ll send Zennie an invitation when you find her!”
“Certainly!”
“The sooner you hold the dinner, the better. Undue delay may bring trouble.”
“Got it.” She was secretly over the moon.
However, what William said next brutally crushed her joy.
“Tell Cordelia about it and get her to come to the dinner!”
“What?” Yelena almost screamed out loud. “But dad—”
William raised his voice and glared at her. “What, you don’t want to?”
Joanne, who was next to him, was pissed too, but she did not speak.
Ever since the three of them had traveled all the way to Centrolis for Mr. Z’s welcome dinner and had been stopped at the door, William felt humiliated. As such, he had been cold to Joanne.
Therefore, she could only tolerate him at the moment.
‘Be a good girl, Yelena!’ She signaled to her. ‘It’s just a dinner. That little b*tch is not your match!’
Yelena gnashed her teeth. Her fists were clenched so hard that her veins were bulging.
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