Duncan Von
Mackenzie took a car to the seaside. A seaside villa shimmering with dazzling lights in the night stood
before her, resembling a paradise on earth!
The Chapmans truly are an elite family!
She couldnât help but admit that to herself. Although the Quillens were a prominent family in
Yeringham, a noticeable difference in wealth and power still existed between them and the Chapmans.
To put it simply, a locally known wealthy family was nothing compared to a nationally known wealthy
family.
âExcuse me, have you received an invitation?â The Chapman familyâs guards approached and asked
for identification before Mackenzie could get out of the car.
âLexi, please wait for me outside. Iâll go in alone.â
After presenting her identification and invitation, Mackenzie entered the palaceâlike seaside villa under
the guardsâ guidance, where the private banquet had already begun.
The banquet was neither large nor small in scale and covered two floors. The attendees were all
attractive men and women trying to outshine the others.
She did not come in fancy attire but in a highâend business suit, yet her unique cold and elegant
temperament caught the attention of many as soon as she entered.
âWho is she?â
âIs she from Chanaea? How beautiful she is!â
âHer eyes carry a hint of arrogance. Sheâs just my type!â
Many people fell into discussion, and several confident men even approached Mackenzie.
âHey, my name is Duncan Von. Can I have a drink and a dance with you to get to know you?â
Eventually, a tall foreigner approached Mackenzie first. Upon seeing Duncan Vonâs interest in her, the
other proud heirs could only shake their heads and sigh, knowing they had no chance.
Mackenzie also noticed the commotion around her and could sense the dignified air the man before her
bore. Von was the literal Chanaean translation of a surname but wasnât a common local surname;
instead, it belonged to a genuine foreign noble family.
She knew that she was considered a highâborn heiress in Yeringham, but abroad, she was just an
ordinary girl from a wealthy family. The man in front of her definitely had a special status, so if she were
to reject his invitation bluntly as she did in Yeringham, it would probably bring her great trouble!
âSorry, I already have plans!â Mackenzie politely smiled, exuding a hint of frigidity in her rejection even
though she tried her best to be gentle.
Sure enough, he reached out and stopped her just as she was about to leave.
She furrowed her delicate eyebrows, never expecting things to go so poorly. She hadnât even seen
Nathan yet, and already she was being bothered. She even regretted a little why she didnât wear a
mask when entering. After all, many people at the scene were wearing masks, creating an enjoyable
party atmosphere.
âMiss, a Chanaean saying goes, âWe can do this the easy way or hard way.â My understanding of your
language is poor, so can you please tell me what this means?â
His expression was arrogant, while a disdainful curve lingered at the corner of his mouth. He had
forcefully won over many women from Chanaea with his status, so having one more tonight wasnât a
big deal. Mackenzie also sensed his malicious intent, and her fist tightened as she tried to think of a
solution.
Just then, she heard a casual and condescending voice coming from the second floor.
âDuncan, shall I explain it to you?â
As soon as they heard this voice, the men and women at the scene turned their heads in unison.
âOh! Mr. Chapman is here!â
âMr. Chapman, I fancy you!â
âMr. Chapman, can I have a drink with you?â
The arrogant young men and women at the scene instantly became fawning fans, all of them trying to
flatter and please Nathan.
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