“Oh my goodness, is this person really throwing money around? Is this real money?”
“It's real money, and it's even in Anglandurn currency. Hurry up and pick it up. We're going to be rich!”
Bystanders passing by all gathered around Donald, and picked up money from the ground. Yet, Donald remained unfazed, continuing to pull out another bundle of money from his bag and tossing it into the air.
Donald's behavior had gone beyond just flaunting his wealth. He was deliberately stirring up trouble.
Just as Enzo was preparing to make a move on Donald, a man around thirty years old emerged from the private club.
“What on earth is going on here?”
As soon as he saw the man emerge, Enzo hurriedly said to him, “Mr. Oakley, this man tried to enter our club without an invitation. After I stopped him, he started throwing money around, causing a commotion. I am just about to chase him out.”
Aspen glanced at the Anglandurn currency on the ground. He picked up one casually, and he discovered that all these bills were genuine.
With a smile, Aspen said to Donald, “Sir, I am the owner of this private club. How may I assist you?”
Donald looked at Aspen and said, “I heard you invited the wealthiest people in Pollerton, so why didn't you invite me?”
“May I know your name, sir, and the company you work for?”
“Work?”
Donald snorted coldly and said, “Do you think someone as rich as me still needs to work?”
Aspen quickly said, “Yes, that was a slip of the tongue. May I ask, sir, what kind of company do you run?”
Seeing Aspen becoming more polite to him, Donald lifted his chin slightly and said nonchalantly, “My name is Donald Campbell, the vice president of Dragon Fide Corporation. You've heard of Dragon Fide Villa, right? I'm the one in charge there now.”
The moment he heard the words “Dragon Fide Villa”, Aspen's eyes instantly lit up.
He did send an invitation to Dragon Fide Corporation, but at that time, it was addressed to Jennifer.
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