My Fair Stunner

Chapter 55 Mrs. Farrell

Chapter 55 Mrs. Farrell

It was only a class reunion where old classmates dined and chatted together, but actually, most of them

had other purposes.

Some showed off their wealth, some showed off their good family background, and others who were

well dressed up couldn't wait to call those old classmates above mentioned daddy.

In Rebecca's words, "Faye, you're the simplest without any purpose among the crowd there."

The organizer of today's party was their monitor at university. It was said that he was the vice president

of a listed company.

But at the age of 26, he looked 40, with a beer belly and thin hair on his head. Standing here, he

indeed looked like a boss.

A few old classmates, who knew about the ways of the world, stood in front of him with their wine

glasses, flattering him.

He was flushed with success. "Well, one is likely to feel desolate if one is too outstanding. The richer he

is, the more empty he feels."

Someone beside him booed, "Are you married?"

"Over the years, I have devoted myself to my career without time for love."

Someone immediately said, "Really? For such an excellent man like you, young girls are throwing

themselves at you one by one, aren't they?"

He posed as a leader and pretended to be modest. "I know I'm very excellent. Speaking of which, there

are several female university students in their early twenties chasing after me. But I have nothing but a

bottom line. So I can't rob the cradle."

The man talked all the time, and those beside him echoed his words and curried favor with him. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Faye usually eats light food. There was no food to suit her taste tonight. "One's achievement is up to

how big he thinks."

Rebecca picked up the juice in front of her and drank it. "So much for his achievements."

Faye didn't answer, turned her gaze to show her approval.

After a few drinks, he was ready to go to the bathroom.

Then four or five male classmates accompanied him intimately, walking outside the private room.

The man waved and said, "I'll go by myself, and you don't have to come. In the company, I'm always

surrounded by a group of employees. Now it's so hard to come out and party with you. We are old

classmates. You also do so. How distant!"

Although he said so, the elation in his eyes was hard to hide.

After he left, people in the private room began to whisper.

Several male classmates were full of contempt. They despised him and ridiculed him as a nouveau

riche in a roundabout way, which was completely different from when the man was present.

Some female classmates, who wanted to take shortcuts, discussed if the man had a girlfriend, in the

hope of marrying a rich man.

The woman sitting next to Rebecca was one of them, smiling lightly and thinking that others didn't know

her mind.

"He doesn't have a girlfriend. Is it because he aims too high?"

"I've actually always admired him."

She said with a sweet smile. Rebecca was sitting beside her and eating her spicy duck head. After

hearing her words, she was too sick to eat another bite.

Rebecca looked sideways at Faye. "I'm so sick of this meal."

Faye kept calm. "Now that you're here, you have to wait until the party is over."

In the bathroom, several male classmates were making water. During this, someone mentioned Faye.

"Steven, is she who was sitting next to Rebecca Faye?

Steven was a little drunk. He lifted his pants as he responded, "Yes, she is Faye."

"I haven't seen her for years. She looks as beautiful as before."

Steven walked to the sink to wash his hands. "I remember that our monitor pursed her before."

The man mentioned twisted his head, and scoffed, "It's true. I was young and ignorant at that time."

Someone knew what he meant and fawned, "Now Faye must be very regretful. I bet now you crooked

his finger to beckon her, she absolutely can't wait to crawl into your bed."

Once a man drinks, he will say whatever comes to his mind without the slightest hesitancy.

They were thinking of Faye in a sexual way, so they didn't find there were another two men making

water in the bathroom.

Colin bit a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, squinting.

Abbot smiled playfully, "Faye is really popular."

"How do you want to die? Tell me."

After coming out of the bathroom, Colin watched them enter the private room, called for the lobby

manager, and asked him to send two bottles of good wine over.

The lobby manager bowed and scraped. "Mr. Farrell, who are these for?

"Faye."

The lobby manager said with a smile, "Okay."

Colin said in a deep voice, "Just say it's from her husband."

The lobby manager was stunned and then smiled more. "Okay, Mr. Farrell."

After the lobby manager left, Abbot joked, "Husband? Does Faye admit you are her husband?"

Colin raised his hands, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and then dropped his cigarette ashes into

the ground. "I saw a place of excellent geomantic quality two days ago. There is water in the front and

mountains in the back."

"Will you build villas there?"

Colin looked at him critically. "No. I will bury you there. It is a good place that can ensure the well-being

of posterity."

"..."

In the private room, several people led by Steven were still booing and boasting when the door was

opened. The lobby manager personally came in with the two bottles of good wine in his hands.

Steven knew the lobby manager and volunteered to greet, "Mr. Ronnie."

The lobby manager smiled at him, and then put the wine on the table. "Mr. Farrell sent them to you

guys. Have a good time!"

Hearing that, the crowd were blank and looked at one another. They all didn't know who Mr. Farrell

was. Only Faye and Rebecca sitting in the corner were stunned.

Steven was shrewd. He glanced at the wine on the table and recognized the kind of wine was

expensive, hundreds of thousands of dollars for a bottle. He pretended to be surprised, "Mr. Farrell?"

The lobby manager silently looked at Faye. "Madam Farrell, if there's anything else you need, just ask."

Faye lifted her eyes. "Thank you."

The lobby manager smiled obsequiously. "My pleasure."

After the lobby manager left, the mood changed abruptly in the private room.

Those people, who were just flattering the monitor, suddenly started up a conversation with Faye.

Faye talked less and she was also aloof.

But there were still many people who greeted her.

Rebecca asked, "Is Collin also in the hotel?"

Faye honestly answered, "I don't know."

Once Faye finished her words, the phone in front of her hand vibrated twice.

Faye looked down. A frivolous Wechat message from Colin popped up on the screen. "Honey, does the

wine taste good?"

Faye gave Rebecca a wink, picked up her phone, and got up. She walked out of the private room as

she sent a message back to Colin, "Come out!"