Chapter 123


    Magdalen smirked, “Of course! Even if we do have contact, it’s because people want to tter our great


    designer King!”


    Estelle nced at her, “Has it been a while since Ist punched you?”


    Magdalen quickly replied, “Spare me. I have bedtime exercise with Morrison every day. My thighs are


    all bruised. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show youter!”


    Estelle frowned in disgust, “Could you be a bit more reserved?”


    “What does ‘reserved‘ mean?” Magdalen chuckled.


    Estelle, “…”


    The two entered the VIP room, where several women were already inside. As soon as they saw


    Magdalen, they all came over.


    Magdalen introduced Estelle to them, putting her arm around Estelle’s waist and smiling brightly, “This


    is my dear sister. You guys help me take care of her, and I’ll owe you a favor!”


    One of the women named Fannie joked, “Only Estelle is your dear sister? What are we, chopped


    liver?”


    Everyoneughed and escorted Magdalen and Estelle further inside.


    These people were Magdalen’s good friends, and they took good care of Estelle. Seeing that she was


    young, they kept bringing her food and drinks.


    Magdalen whispered into her ear, “Just enjoy the food and drink. Once we’re full, we’ll leave.”


    Estelle said, “But people might think I’m just here to freeload.”


    Magdalen’s eyes sparkled, “Even if that’s true, who cares!”


    Everyone sang, chatted, and yed for a while. Another five or six people came inter. The room was


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    filled with lively greetings and catching up, as people settled down with their friends.


    Estelle didn’t get up when these few people entered. As she looked up, she saw a familiar face.


    People were singing in the room, and the colorful lights shed, making everyone’s faces seem blurred


    and dim.


    Fannie brought Estelle some juice before sitting back down with Magdalen and chatting with the


    others.


    A woman in a slip dress asked Fannie, “Who’s the girl in the white dress? I don’t recognize her.”


    Fannie nced at her and spoke disdainfully, “She’s a minor celebrity.”


    The slip dress woman looked surprised, “Then why are they all surrounding her?”


    Fannie exined, “Her name is Hattie. She’s an artist from Firefly Media Group. It is said that she has


    the support of the president of the Lamont Group behind her, which means tons of resources. She


    recentlynded a lead role in a movie and is currently standing in the spotlight. They’re trying to butter


    her up, probably to establish some connections with the Lamont Group.”


    The slip dress woman nodded, “Ah, that makes sense!”


    Magdalen nced over, a yful smile on her face, “Who are you guys talking about?”


    Fannie pointed at Hattie, “The one in the white dress; she looks so fragile. Guys love that.”


    Magdalen looked at Estelle subtly, her voice cold, “Is it true between her and Jonathan?”


    “It’smon knowledge in their circle so it should be true,” answered Fannie.


    Magdalen’s face darkened, and she stood up to approach Hattie. Estelle grabbed her wrist.


    Estelle lowered her voice, “If you’re going over there to make trouble for her because of me, don’t


    bother!”


    Magdalen coldly asked, “You know her?”


    “Yes.”


    “So, is it true she’s with Jonathan?”


    “I don’t know, so just be patient!” Estelle’s eyes were calm and collected.