A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Irene was getting closer and closer to Alfred recently.

They were both foreigners.

On the other hand, Irene liked parties, and Alfred liked holding parties the most. The relationship between the two got better and better.

On Friday, Alfred held a party in the Midnight club.

"Mr. Alfred, your party is awesome," Irene praised.

Alfred held a party almost every weekend. Sometimes it was small and only invited a few of his best friends. Sometimes it was large and invited all the celebrities and newcomers.

"My goal is to become the party king of Dragon City." Alfred spread out his hands and smiled charmingly.

"You are going to take over the position of Vinton," Fell said with a smile.

In the past, among the four younger master of Dragon City, Vinton was the most playful, favorite and best player. Since he was with Eva, he had been resting and keeping a low profile. He even gave up the throne of the king of the party. So it had been vacant until now.

"There must be someone to take the seat of the king of the party. Since the four young master of Dragon City don't want to play, I'll play." Alfred shrugged.

When Essie and Eva arrived, they were wrapped tightly.

The models who came to the party were all working hard to attract the attention of the rich. Once they succeeded in catching one, they would become a Phoenix.

What Zac hated most was the swimsuit party, because he hated physical contact. But his wife accepted Alfred's invitation, so he had to come with her.

With a glass of champagne in her hand, Essie said, "Mr. Alfred, there was a little pity in your party." She shook her head and sighed.

"Oh? Mrs. Essie, are you not satisfied with anything?" Alfred asked.

"All the models you invited to the party are female models, and they only consider the needs of men, not taking care of our women at all..." said Essie.

are only female models, not male models. It's too monotonous. I will pay attention to it

with an extremely strange look. "Sister in law, is it really appropriate for you to ask

husband is generous. He won't mind," said Essie indifferently, shrugging her shoulders.

said, "I don't care whether she look at them or

nervous. Narcissism was a kind of disease and he needed to

Eva said, "Essie is the honorary chairman and president of the Appearance Association, as well as a fashion designer. She only

face." Jim shrugged. In the

man like me should be very popular, right?" Alfred said with a

at his appearance, and then, his wallet. For some women, wallet is the most important thing, more important than your appearance. As long as the guy is rich, she could bear it. Even the guy is old, ugly, fat, bald, with beer belly, or with

you

Essie's eyes wandered to a corner of the party. Two

As long as they guy is

women, how could the short

right. We don't like women like that. We can only leave them to the

Franklin came over with two young models in his arms. "Good

evening, Franklin." Everyone greeted

are you too tired recently? You should have a rest and needs to recuperate for

for the permanent residence right and stay here," Franklin said with a smile. It was hard to

a place full of enthusiasm and hospitality, and it was quite welcome for foreign friends to come to

he was deeply respected by everyone and liked by girls. Of course he

here. It's not difficult to apply

forget your identity. You are my servant. You must be wherever I am." There

said, "Alfred, I remember that according to the rules of our country, if I can find my family, I don't have to be your servant anymore. I can regain my freedom and go home with my family. So I decided to find my family, my parents,

years old, you were abandoned by your family. You have no memory of them.

that I'm of Asian extraction. Maybe my family is in China. I can post a notice on the Internet about

are of Asian extraction, but this can only prove that you are a yellow descendant, not a Chinese. Asian extractions are everywhere, including Japanese, Korean

Essie was slightly shocked. "Mr. Franklin, don't

what happened when I was a child. I was adopted, and then my foster parents sent me to

She could tell that Franklin didn't want to be Alfred's personal servant all