Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 380 - 204: Seeking Guidance on Treenewbee’s Technique (1 Update)_2

Chapter 380: Chapter 204: Seeking Guidance on Treenewbee’s Technique (1 Update)_2

Speak low and yield? Jane Quinlan was speechless.

So that’s how the idiom is used.

"I know you’re getting married, but there’s no need to target me, Rowan Golden," Adriana Golden grumbled with a pout.

Jane Quinlan pursed her lips, took Adriana Golden’s hand, and raised her glass to Savannah Golden. There was no need for Adriana to argue with others on her behalf.

Adriana Golden was prone to lose her temper, and it was unnecessary to start a quarrel at such an event.

"Savannah, Rowan, I’ll be taking the car back to Anchester the day after tomorrow.

I’m swamped with work at my company, so I might not be able to come back for your wedding.

I wish you a lifelong of happiness and a wealth of children."

Savannah Golden pursed her lips with a smile, nodded, and clinked glasses with her, each taking a sip.

Jane Quinlan then raised her glass to Rowan Golden: "Best wishes to you."

"Thank you."

Rowan Golden turned his head to look at Kay Forrest: "I suppose your good news isn’t far off either."

Jane Quinlan pursed her lips, glanced at Kay Forrest with a smile, who stood up with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand wrapped around Jane’s shoulder.

"I do want to get married sooner rather than later, since I am quite a bit older than her.

But this old classmate of yours isn’t in any hurry to get hitched."

"Nowadays, girls value the circumstances more; since Jane isn’t in a rush, you can strive for a few more years."

When Rowan Golden said this, he sized up Kay Forrest from head to toe.

Savannah Golden also looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, then said to Rowan: "Not all girls are that superficial, okay? Jane isn’t like that."

Kay Forrest shrugged: "Indeed, she isn’t. I offered her a villa and a sports car as a betrothal gift, and she didn’t even blink an eye.

That’s why I say she’s difficult. Looks like I’ll be dragged on for a few more years."

No sooner had he finished than gasps of amazement rippled around the room.

Villas, sports cars...

This guy must be bluffing.

Even Jane Quinlan looked at him in astonishment. Big brother, can you teach me your bluffing skills?

Adriana Golden nudged Jane: "Are you out of your mind? You actually won’t marry such a high, rich, and handsome guy."

Jane Quinlan shrugged and smiled: "Maybe I’ll get dumped one day; the rich and handsome are the least reliable."

Although she spoke softly, she deliberately let many people hear it as if joking.

If he brags, she might as well continue the bluff with him.

Rowan Golden raised an eyebrow at Kay Forrest: "Mr. Forrest must come from a well-off family, right?"

"The family’s condition is not bad."

In this world where conditions and appearances matter, he never thought it was a bad thing to admit his family was well-off.

At least it keeps those who look down on others at bay once they know this fact.

"Then Mr. Forrest still needs to rely on his own efforts. Perhaps Jane is hoping that you can rely on your abilities..."

"How does Mr. Golden know my wealth isn’t accumulated by my own efforts?"

Kay Forrest looked at him mischievously.

Rowan Golden frowned at Kay Forrest.

"Is it not?"

"I manage a company in Zurich that I established with my own abilities, does that count?"

Jane Quinlan internally gave Kay Forrest a thumbs-up; in such a small town, it was quite credible to bluff about overseas achievements.

After all, no one would really go to Zurich to check if he has a company.

This guy’s bragging is impressive; she admires his bluffing skills.

Rowan Golden sneered: "Well, I just happen to have a friend studying in Zurich. Your company should be well-known, right? I wonder if my friend has heard of it."

Jane Quinlan scoffed, turning to Kay Forrest and said, "The friend he mentioned is my cousin from my uncle’s side. My aunt mentioned him to you last night, didn’t she?"

"Oh, that guy," Kay nodded and looked at Rowan Golden, "Although I haven’t met Jane’s cousin yet, there’s no need for you to ask if my company is well-known.

You can simply search online; my company is somewhat famous after all.

The company’s name is quite simple, its Chinese name is Hugo Travels Ltd."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the busybodies began pulling out their phones to search.

In this era where the internet can solve everything... Jane panicked.

If the truth came out now, wouldn’t she die of embarrassment?

"Let’s just focus on eating, it’s a reunion today after all.

Let’s not discuss those boring topics." Jane thought that the best way right now was to divert everyone’s attention.

But, to her surprise, no sooner had her words fallen than a classmate exclaimed, "Wow, it’s true! It’s even a publicly traded company!"

As the classmate scrolled down, they shouted in surprise, "The legal representative... Kay Forrest, it really is him."

At that moment, the way everyone looked at Jane Quinlan and Kay Forrest had a hint of envy and jealousy.

Kay’s lips curved up: "When I first arrived, Jane said she felt guilty for not seeing everyone for so many years and for missing the reunions every year.

I’ve paid for everything at this year’s gathering. Order whatever you want to eat or drink, don’t be shy, go ahead."

Jane turned to size him up—what on earth was this guy up to?

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

Savannah Golden stood awkwardly behind Jane and Kay, annoyed, and shot Rowan Golden a white glance.

Rowan Golden didn’t say anything more and sullenly pulled her back to their seats.

After Jane and Kay sat down, Adriana Golden whispered in her ear, "Jane, you’ve really struck gold."

Jane just smiled and said nothing, struck gold?

She herself had no clue if she had snagged a person or a ghost, okay?

She was totally bewildered as well.

After the meal, everyone chatted casually. Kay Forrest went out to take a call, while others came to Jane for a toast and chat.

Noticing the clothes she was wearing, someone blinked and reached out to pinch the fabric of her garment.

"Wow, Jane, that dress must be expensive."

"Yep, it’s a bit pricey, four or five hundred."

"What, four or five hundred? Let me see." The person grabbed the label on the back of her collar and glanced at it: "Look, isn’t this a Daniel Fisher dress? Your dress must be over six thousand yuan."

Jane laughingly responded incredulously, "How could that be possible? Who would be foolish enough to wear clothes that expensive nowadays? It’s just a piece of fabric after all."

"I used to work at this store, and their cheapest skirts start at six thousand yuan."

Savannah Golden said sarcastically, "Julia Rivers, don’t exaggerate. Maybe it’s a high-quality replica. There are lots of those kinds of replicas online now."

"I didn’t buy it online; I bought it from a boutique on Dawn Commercial Street."

After saying this, she looked at Julia Rivers: "Did you work there?"

"Yes, there’s only one Daniel Fisher store in the whole of Rongford. When I worked there, we couldn’t sell many items in a month because they were too expensive. Men’s clothing starts at thirty thousand yuan.

How could you possibly buy a skirt for four or five hundred yuan there? You must be joking with me."

Jane was dumbfounded, she turned to look at Kay Forrest, who was pacing back and forth in the corridor on his phone—impossible...

They were scarcely acquaintances; what reason would he have to spend so much money on her?

Even if he were really wealthy, he wouldn’t be so extravagant.

It must be Julia Rivers who’s mistaken.

Then came Savannah Golden’s mocking voice: "Julia, stop pestering Jane.

The clothes were bought by her. Doesn’t she know how much they cost?

Maybe the prices at that store have already dropped a lot."