Chapter 47


    Tiffany strained every sinew to hide the affection in her eyes. She shyly raised the goblet with red wine


    and said, "Cheers. For your safe return."


    "Thanks."


    "My mother asks me to invite you to pay a visit, will you?" Tiffany took a sip of wine and then looked at


    Franklin, with hands holding her face.


    For this dating, she had a professional stylist to dress her up. She put on delicate makeup in a white


    dress and silver high heels. She looked elegant and gorgeous.


    She was beautiful. However,pared to Sylvia, she was nothing.


    Others might reckon that Tiffany was really pretty, but from the perspective of Franklin, Tiffany was


    in-looking.


    There were a lot of beauties he had seen. The celebrities of the entertainmentpany of Maskelyne


    Group had been countless.


    "It''s not convenient for the moment," Franklin said, looking at Tiffany.


    There was a sh of disappointment in her eyes, but she soon concealed it and said with studied


    casualness, "That''s OK. You are a busy man. I will tell my mom."


    Franklin''s phone suddenly rang.


    It was an unknown number. Franklin answered it impassively, "Hello."


    "Mr. Maskelyne. I''m Honey. My birthday party is being held tonight. You promise me you wille."


    There came the sweet voice of Honey.


    Franklin recalled in his mind and remembered that he epted a star''s invitation before he got


    divorced to irritate Sylvia.


    He did stew himself in the juice. At that time, Sylvia was so heartless that she didn''t react at all.


    And now he had to keep his appointment because he was a man of his word.


    He would not get others stood up.


    The French food was not tasty. He just took a few bites.


    At this moment, he felt it more unptable.


    Especially the perfume of Tiffany was so scented that it made his nose really ufortable.


    "Where are you? I go there now," said Franklin.


    Honey was radiant at his words. She thought he would not be present.


    Then she hurried to say, "I text you."


    "Good."


    Franklin hung up the phone and saw Tiffany looking at him worriedly. She asked, "Franklin, are you


    leaving now?"


    "A friend''s birthday party. Come along?" Franklin rose to his feet and grabbed his jacket, then he asked


    her, "Do you finish?"


    Tiffany thought, ''You have stood up, and if I say no, that would be indecent.''


    Therefore, she got up elegantly and looked awkward, "Can I? Does it trouble you?"


    "That''s OK," replied Franklin, who then walked out.


    Tiffany wore a pair of high heels today. And Franklin walked so fast with his long legs that she had to


    trot to catch up with him.


    He was so inconsiderate!


    Each of her ex-boyfriends used to pamper her.


    Tiffany felt a bit angry, but she endured it. She had to hold back her anger to get Franklin, a wealthy


    and powerful man. Others even had no chance to be treated that way.


    The birthday party was held in a small opera. She invited some of her big fans and friends.


    Compared to A-listers'' party, it was really small.


    Although the opera was not that spacious, its decoration was delicate and sweet.


    She just got on trending this year. Such a small party was not exaggerating that it would make her look


    popr. After all, if she chose a big ce like a stadium or exhibition center, it would be embarrassing


    to death when merely hundreds of people were present.


    And a small opera could make her birthday party look crowded.


    Incidentally, she could hype that it was hard to get a ticket or so, to make her seem to be in a higher


    rank.


    Sitting backstage, Honey was expecting Franklin''s arrival.


    The entertainment agent had been conferring with the emcee about how Franklin showed up, "Mr.


    Maskelyne has to address. At the end or beginning?"


    "Uh... It depends on Mr. Maskelyne?" The emcee was also a member of the entertainmentpany of


    Maskelyne Group. It was the first time that he had heard that Franklin join in such a party.


    Was the rumor real that Franklin had an affair with Honey?


    Mr. Maskelyne did descend to taking part in this kind of party?


    "Well, I will ask him then." The agent was radiant with vigor. Only if Franklin came, he would absolutely


    seize the chance to hype.


    He was bound to make Honey one of the A-listers!


    After half an hour, Franklin''s car stopped in front of the gate of the opera. He walked in with Tiffany.


    The opera was full of Honey''s fans for the sake of her birthday.


    Tiffany was a bit envious in her mind. But she then thought when she became a piano virtuoso, her


    fans must be much more than Honey''s.


    Moreover, her family was much better than such a starlet''s.


    The agent was standing at the gate to wee Franklin. As he saw him, he said hurriedly and


    excitedly, "Mr. Maskelyne, your presence is a great honor."


    Franklin looked aloof and asked, "Where is Honey?"


    "She''s backstage. This way." The agent led Franklin backstage. He then found that there was ady


    following behind Franklin.


    He just thought she was a fan of Honey. But now, he felt something was wrong.


    Was she Mrs. Maskelyne they had been hearing about?


    "Thisdy is..." The agent asked humbly as he walked.


    "Oh, Tiffany Evans." Franklin still looked offish.


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    ''Mr. Maskelyne Introduced her in such an open manner?''


    The agent felt more confused. He thought thest name "Evans" was so familiar, which he might have


    heard somewhere.


    However, they had reached backstage, and no time was left for him to ponder it.


    Honey heard the footsteps and rose to her feet, "Hello, Mr. Maskelyne!"


    She hastened to greet Franklin. The smile on her face resembled a rose in full bloom.