Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Astonishment flashed through Marcus’s eyes. He glanced at his sister beside him and warned in a low voice, “I brought you here today to have a look. Don’t cause me any trouble.”
He looked at the girl again and said with a kind smile, 1 apologize to you two on behalf of my sister.”
Ronnie knew that Denisville was full of powerful people, especially on First Floor today. She didn’t want to cause any trouble for Lenore. Seeing that this man looked quite friendly, she quickly waved her hand. “It’s okay”
Lenore glanced at him indifferently.
Marcus smiled charmingly. “I presume Miss is here to attend the auction too. Our private room is on the second floor. If you don’t mind, I can have someone bring you two dresses. You two-
“We mind.” Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the girl’s cold voice. Her beautiful eyes were filled with wickedness.
The smile on Marcus’s face froze. This was the first time anyone had dared to refuse him.
“Country bumpkins, Lena snorted coldly and pulled Marcus. “Brother, why are you apologizing to these country bumpkins? Giving them dresses and letting them into our private room? Are they even worthy?”
Marcus didn’t scold her this time. His eyes lingered on the girl’s face, and he maintained a smile. “You two must be visiting Denisville for the first time. My name is Marcus, from one of the four major families in Denisville. May I have the honor to know your name?”
You are not qualified to know her name” Before the girl could speak, a cold voice came from outside
Four people came in, led by a tall and straight man with a gorgeous face, wearing a long black gown. His every move exuded natural nobility.
Holding a thermos cup in his hand, he had a powerful and intimidating aura.
Lena’s eyes were infatuated for a moment, then she snorted coldly. “Who do you think you are, do you know who we are, you-
“Shut up,” Before she finished speaking, she was sternly stopped by Marcus
Marcus didn’t know the man in the lead, but he recognized two of the people following behind him, Wayne, the young master of the Garcia family. one of the four major families in Denisille.
Not one of the four major families, but because of their affiliation with the Faulkner family, Josiah, the son of the Jung family, was a powerful figure in Deniville.
The Garcia family and the Zamora family are the two families with the deepest roots among the four major families in Denisville, especially since Wayne is said to be childhood friends with the crown prince of the Faulkner family
Even as the descendants of the four major families, Marcias still lowered his head in front of Wayne and greeted him politely. “Mr. Garcia, Mr. Yarnell
Wayne’s peach blossom eyes narrowed, his tone laced with playful arrogance. “Haven’t seen you in days, Mr. Bennett, you seem to be in high spirits”
Marcus forced a smile, his expression stiff. “My
by sister is young and insensitive, please forgive her.”
Josiah chuckled softly. “Miss Bennett is refreshingly candid, we naturally wouldn’t take it to heart.”
With his refined features and scholarly air, he exuded elegance, but those who knew him understood that he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. His words, though seemingly complimentary, were laced with veiled criticism.
Marcus’s face turned even more grim, but no one paid him any mind.
Silas walked straight towards Lenore, raising an eyebrow with a playful smirk. “What a coincidence”
Bonnie blinked
Recalling the phone calls from yesterday, the lies she told, and the incident at the Dragon Ascent Group in Sea City, Lenore couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. She touched her nose and mumbled, “Coincidence”
me you were coming to Denisville? My grandfather was just asking about
“My late beauty” Wayne’s rakish voice drifted over. “Why didn’t you tell me you w you the other day”
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Chapter 157
Lenore replied. “I’ll visit him when I have time”
Chuck also came over to greet them, “MS. Smedley, Ms. Terrell“.
Bonnie smiled shyly. “You can call me by my name
Josiah also walked over, sizing up the two girls discreetly, and raised an eyebrow.
Silas looked down at the girl. “Together”
Lenore glanced at him, the corner of her eyes hooked with a wicked nod.
The receptionist still blocked their way. “Sir, madam, you need to wear formal attire to enter First Floor.
Silas handed over a black card and asked indifferently. “Still need it? The card was imprinted with the gate of First Floor, numbered 2. There were only five such black cards in First Floor.
Number I was an A–character black card that no one had ever seen. Number 2 was also rare.
The receptionist’s expression changed slightly, and he immediately bent over at a ninety–degree angle. His attitude made a one–hundred–and- eighty–degree turn, and he said politely, “Please come in
Lenore raised an eyebrow, and the hand holding the black card in her pocket loosened
