Jennifer's face suddenly turned pale.
Such rumors were what she feared the most.
“No, that's not it,” Jennifer hurriedly explained.
Braxton dared not do anything reckless to Lana, so he simply questioned, “Ms. Collins, she and I are both single, so why are you stepping in between us?”
Lana would rather not waste her time on the two, so she turned and left.
The place was already packed when Jennifer walked in with a heavy heart.
There, she saw Tyrone of the Campbell clan, Eleanor of Yund Group, and Oscar and Sebastian of Freedman Group.
The local bigshots, Charles, Zayne, and Tyson, were also present.
After sweeping her gaze around, Jennifer stared into a corner for a while.
Meanwhile, Donald was seated while he calmly watched the woman.
Instead of chatting with others, he simply sat there on his own like a lone wolf.
Jennifer then abruptly looked away.
“Sit here.” Braxton kindly pulled up a chair for Jennifer, who still seemed preoccupied as she sat down.
In the corner, Lana approached Donald and handed the man a cup of coffee. “I'm a little busy; I'll find you later.”
The woman with the face of a supermodel had a skin-tight dress wrapped around her curvy body. Not only that, but she also had a pair of fair, slender legs that looked like they belonged to a supermodel.
“You do what you have to do. Don't worry about me,” responded Donald, who only had one reason for being at the place, and that was to restart the Dragon Fide Villa project. Of course, many will try to stop me today. At least half of the Ten Prestigious Families will disagree with me, but that's fine. I'll beat up whoever dares to oppose me.
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