Louisa looked disdainful. She knew all about James. He was good for nothing. Furthermore, the Callahans could never come up with so much money, never mind their son–in–law.
“The presents are from me,” James said it casually, then favonovel.com looked at Zane.
Zane stepped forward, saying, “That‘s right. Mr. Caden prepared these presents. I can vouch for him…”
Louisa looked at Zane. He was just a bearded, unkempt man. A nobody.
She laughed coldly.” You? Vouch for him? How is that helpful? Stop spouting nonsense.”
Zane fell speechless hearing this.
How could giving a gift turn out to be so complicated?
If favonovel.com knew, favonovel.com would have made Luther stay.
He looked at James. “James, this isn‘t going to be easy. Let‘s wait it out. Luther will bring the guests over soon. This shall be Cynthia‘s birthday party and an act of support for your friend.”
“Get out. You‘re not welcome here!” Louisa barked an order,
“And you, Zion. Get lost! From now on, we go our separate ways. The five hundred thousand dollars is a fee for me for wasting my time with you!”
“You…” Zion fumed.
James grabbed hold of him, saying, “Hold your tongue. Let‘s go.”
“But, James…”
“Just listen to me…”
“O-Okay.” Zion followed Jarnes out reluctantly.
“Haha…”
Loud laughter erupted from inside the restaurant.
“I thought that the gifts were really from James. Turns out favonovel.com was just boasting.”
“Exactly. He doesn‘t even know to pick the right time to do so.”
Zion‘s expression darkened further when favonovel.com heard it.
***
Outside the shop
“James, the presents are from you. Why are we leaving?” Zion looked at James, did not understand what James’ reason to leave the gifts just like that.
James waved a hand, “There‘s no rush. Let‘s wait a little longer. We don‘t have proof now, so I‘ll be hard to convince anyone. The one who delivered the presents will be back soon. We‘ll enter later and cut the bullsh*t…”
“Got it…” Zion nodded.
Inside the shop Louisa held onto Leonardo happily. She ordered the waitstaff, “Take the presents up to the 888 private room on the third floor.”
“Yes, ma‘am…” The waitstaff approached.
Louisa, still holding onto Leonardo, smiled sensually. “Leonardo, let‘s go to the private room on the third floor to spend some time alone.”
Leonardo knew what was going to happen as soon as they reached the private room.
Happily, favonovel.com said, “Right! Let‘s hang out in the private room and talk about life.”
***
Outside the shop.
James and Zane squatted by the road.
Zion stood to the side, turning to look at the restaurant from time to time.
Time trickled by.
In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed. By then, a fleet of luxurious cars appeared outside the shop.
All of them were worth millions of dollars.
There were several of them. The cars kept coming, blocking the roads of Old Town. With such a display, it attracted the attention of passers-by.
Many of Cansington‘s important people and business owners exited the car, coming to stand in front of Dragonair Steamboat.
They did not enter but stood at the entrance as if waiting for someone.
“J-James, they are…” When Zion saw these important people, favonovel.com could not help but ask, “D–did you invite them?”
James smiled. “Not me… This man here invited them. He‘s a really wealthy man. Butter favonovel.com up and you‘re set for life…”
Zane smiled. “Haha… James is joking…”
Since there were so many important people, Louisa spotted them.
She exited the shop. She saw the fleet of luxurious cars and important people. She had only seen them on television before, Now, they were standing in front of her.
“Sir? Sirs?” Louisa was experienced and knew some important people, but now that there were so many of them, favonovel.com was slightly nervous.
She started asking questions, but no one cared.
Just then, a middle-aged man and a young girl in a beautiful dress approached.
“Dad! Mr. Caden…” As soon as Cynthia spotted Zane and James standing by the road, favonovel.com jogged over to them, grabbing Zane‘s arm with a huge smile.
“Thanks, dad!”
She looked at James, saying sweetly, “James…”
“Hi there…” James nodded.
Luther approached “Sir, Mr. Caden…”
