Chapter 535
Spoiled by the President
Chloe grunted in reply. Just as she was about to type John's name, he snatched it away from her.
When she took the phone back, he had changed his name to "Darling Hubby". Immediately, she felt a chill, but upon seeing his proud look, she bit her remark back and said nothing.
After dinner, at eight o'clock, the banquet began.
Celebrity Mountain Resort was the premium leisure club for the rich in Jiangcheng, and the hotel was naturally extremely luxurious. The lights were overwhelmingly bright and magnificent in the lobby.
People came and went, adding to the hustle and bustle of the scene.
The organizer was Frank Williams, who was of royal background. Upon seeing John, he greeted him with great enthusiasm, âWelcome, Young Master Foster. Please come in!"
The corner of John's mouth twitched slightly, and he showed a rare gentle smile. "Is Grandma here yet?"
"Yes! Since I knew that you were coming, I asked Suzie to bring her over."
"Okay, tell her I'll go see her later."
"Good, good, good!" After repeatedly saying âgoodâ, Frank gestured for John to go in.
As Chloe held Johnâs hands tightly, she felt a little nervous. Especially when she passed by Frankâs side, she could clearly sense him darting a weird look at her.
"Just chill and play the role of my wife. Youâll have to attend such occasions in the future," John whispered in her ear, then Chloe glanced at him and nodded.
To deny that she was nervous would not be true. Even if her eyesight was obstructed, she could tell that the people present there tonight were no ordinary people. She even saw a few personalities from the international news on TV. Even money could not buy their attendance.
As she thought about this, she could not help taking another look at John and becoming more and more curious about his identity. She always thought that he was a small accomplished businessman, but judging from today, he seemed to be more than that.
After all, he did say that this was a family banquet.
Chloe's mind was filled with thoughts, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to accompany him to the dinner party.
At the same time, on the sofa in the resting lounge not far away, several well-dressed ladies saw John, and their eyes lit up. However, when they saw Chloe next to him, they immediately revealed shocked expressions.
"Whoâs that woman? Who is she to stand beside Young Master Foster?"
"I haven't seen her before, and I don't know who she is to be so lucky!"
"She doesn't look that beautiful! At best, she's just pleasant. What does Young Master Foster see in her?"
"Pfft! Maybe she's just an ordinary female companion."
The women's whispers reached Chloe's ears, making her feel more uncomfortable.
The hall was magnificent whereas the service was fit for a king. Everyone present was dressed in a particularly elegant and noble manner as they laughed while enjoying good conversations. When one occasionally overheard the content of their conversations, they talked about international economic trends, the military, and other topics. Poverty was also a topic among these giants.
These were things that Chloe had never heard of before, and she could not help but feel like an ugly duckling who had accidentally broken into the world of white swans. She was embarrassed and helpless.
Feeling her discomfort, John frowned slightly. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Chloe tightened her lips and shook her head.
"Do your feet hurt?" he asked again.
She still shook her head, paused, and then nodded.
John glanced at the group of women in the resting lounge. He frowned slightly, thought about it, and said, "Iâll take you to the back garden to rest."
Chloe quickly agreed. However, as soon as she took two steps, a clear female voice rang out behind him.
"Young Master Foster, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is such a coincidence!"
The two turned their heads and saw a young woman in a red dress.
John frowned slightly when the strong fragrance of the woman's body made him take a step back. "Who are you?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, and the expression on her face was a little uncontrollable, but she forced a smile. "Young Master Foster, have you forgotten? Iâm Queenie! I was your dancing partner at the last ball."
"I donât remember!"
After John finished speaking, he pulled Chloe to walk towards the back garden.
As Queenie Lang looked at their retreating backs moving away, she stomped angrily and returned to the sofa.
"Oh, was that a failed pick-up?" another woman mocked.
Queenie gritted her teeth unwillingly and said, "It must be because of the woman next to him that Young Master Foster didnât want to talk to me."
"By the way, who is that woman?"
"Heh! Who knows? There are a few girls in the upper class that I don't know. I haven't seen her before, and I don't know where sheâs from!"
Angeline came from a distance with a glass of red wine as she questioned, "What are you talking about with such bitterness and deep hatred?"
Angeline was very attractive, and she was the kind of lady who had a gentle temperament. As the daughter of the chairman of Tiger Corporation, she was also the senior perfumer of G.K., a high-end luxury brand under the Robinson Corporation. There was not a hint of arrogance within her. In everyoneâs eyes, she was considerate and generous, so everyone was willing to give her their time of the day.
While Queenie coldly snorted, she pointed in the direction of the dance floor and said, "Hey, look at that! I don't know where that fox emerged from to seduce your president!"
Angeline looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw John in a black suit, appearing as handsome as ever. However, he was holding a lady in his arms. Her mouth gaped in surprise while disbelief crossed her features.
Chloe! How could it be her?
Although it was only her side profile, Angeline firmly believed that she would never recognize her wrongly. That was indeed Chloe.
Angeline's expression changed slightly. After thinking about it, she rolled her eyes and merely joked with the group of people light-heartedly.
In the back garden, John rubbed Chloe's ankle while asking, "Does it hurt?"
Chloe's face was red, and she was a little embarrassed. In fact, her feet did not hurt, but she did not want to stay in the hall under everyoneâs attention, so she found an excuse to get out.
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ï¤Chapter 487 The End Pt. 5 However, at this point in time, the two of them were sitting on the bench. She watched John seriously rubbing her ankles, and a sense of guilt inevitably rose in her heart.
Nevertheless, her reaction to his massage was obvious as it was really painful. John knitted his eyebrows, and blamed himself, âI didnât consider this.
I didnât expect your foot injury to be so serious. You should rest at home."
Chloe shook her head quickly. "No need, I'm fine. I just need to sit for a while."
After thinking about what John said to the uncle who had greeted them, she quickly reminded him, "Don't you still want to see your grandma? Go ahead! I'll just wait for you here."
John frowned imperceptibly. He could sense the change in Chloe's mood. She had been pleased when she came out of Kris's modeling club, but then she changed when they entered Celebrity Mountain Resort.
In fact, his original intention was to introduce Chloe to his family and to announce their relationship at the same time. However...