GoodReadChapter 393 Fireworks
Peterson’s expression twisted. I thought that I would be able to show off my superiority to Donald by
booking Grand Laurel, but Donald’s opening act hit it out of the park! He’s trampling me underfoot!
What am I going to do with the task that Provincial Center gave me? How am I supposed to complete
it?
At that thought, he shouted, “How dare you, Donald? You’re not allowed to light fireworks in Pollerton’s
skies!”
Brandon said gloomily, “I’ll report this matter to Joshua. If he doesn’t dare to solve it, I’ll report it to
Terrandya Provincial Center and let Silas deal with it!”
Silas Doyle was one of the top three powerhouses in Terrandya.
The Doyle family had immense influence in Terrandya.
They were truly a powerful family, and Brandon was their broker. With Brandon’s help, Silas got to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwhere he was step by step, and his contacts spread throughout Terrandya.
Donald merely shot him an indifferent look. It was indeed prohibited to set off fireworks in Pollerton, but
there was no official document issued.
If there were, he would not violate the regulations either.
Jennifer gawked at the sky full of fireworks. The sounds of countless cheers and fireworks exploded in
her ear, and the only thing in her mind was Donald.
Kevin, Linda, and the others were also dumbfounded.
With that amount of fireworks, at least ten thousand people were needed to light them up
simultaneously.
A show of money and power like this was unheard of!
They could not imagine that Donald, whom they despised, could make such a huge sensation that day!
“Don’t worry; there’s more,” Donald said with a smile. He took Jennifer’s hand and entered Sky Garden.
She followed behind him obediently, her face blushing.
That was because everyone’s eyes were on her.
Donald’s domineering profile was also photographed by many people.
When they walked into Sky Garden, everyone was shocked by the interior.
The layout was quite luxurious, with roses and balloons hung all over the walls. There were also
various colorful banners that spelled out: Happy Birthday, Jennifer!
In the center of the hall, the first thing that caught their eye was an antique piano.
Everyone knew the value of that piano. It was priceless and one of the treasures that Yund Group was
most proud of. No one was allowed to touch it. However, it was brought out into the open that day.
Since that piano had appeared, who would be the one to play it?
The same question appeared in everyone’s mind.
Jennifer was the same.
Donald said, “There’s no rush. Clara should be on her way.”
Clara? The genius woman who won the first prize in the International Piano Competition last year? Oh,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgosh, isn’t she celebrating the birthday of a super-rich trust fund heir’s birthday in Drieso Island?
“There’s no way Clara would come. She’s celebrating Mr. Mcnally’s birthday at Drieso Island,” said
Peterson. He was obviously well informed.
Donald said, “Mr. Mcnally isn’t as important as Jennifer.”
The corners of Peterson’s mouth curled sarcastically. He quietly turned off his phone, but he recorded
the scene in its entirety.
“There’s no way Clara will come. Firstly, it’s too expensive to invite her. Secondly, she’s very arrogant,”
said Kevin.
Donald did not speak and simply looked at the door quietly.
Suddenly, there was a loud cheer at the entrance.
The crowd turned in unison and saw a person hurriedly coming in. Several women looked at Donald
with fanatical eyes while escorting the woman over.
That woman was about thirty years old. She had an oval face, a tall and slender body, and a faint smile
on her face.
It was none other than Clara!
Furthermore, those women were the Pheonix Guard that Donald arranged to protect Clara.
The latter glanced at Donald before turning her gaze to Jennifer. “Happy birthday, Ms. Wilson!”
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