Billionaire's Match

Chapter 384 Stanley already regretted bringing Alicia along to the summit. Alicia had zero sense sometimes. With the Fox family in their current situation, rushing up to hand out business cards like that-wasn't she just asking to be snubbed? "The seating's all assigned once we enter," she muttered, pouting. "I don't have any other choice." But she wasn't discouraged. If she couldn't manage it, her mother and grandmother could. Stella had once been a famous socialite.

True, she'd spent years at home playing poker and lying low, but the husbands of her social circle-her close friends' spouses-still carried weight. Even if most people were avoiding the Fox family, Stella herself could still call in a few favors. And Lauren could uphold the family's dignity, no problem. Back in the day, when Lauren's husband had been building his empire, he had dealings with many investors in Goldmont City. Generous and uncompromising, he had a high reputation in the circle. Thanks to his lingering influence, Lauren naturally had access to many investors even now.

While Alicia paced outside, irritated, a chauffeur-driven Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly rolled into view. The elongated black sedan loomed like a moving palace, regal and overwhelming, instantly making every other car around it look pale in comparison. "Who's that big shot?!" Alicia exclaimed, grabbing Stanley's hand. He glanced over in the direction of the car. As the car came to a stop, yet before anyone emerged, several attendants and greeters had already swarmed to the vehicle. Even Stanley furrowed his brow at the display.

but the top-tier elite in Goldmont City? The first thought was always the Morrison family. "The Morrison family? That must be the Morrison heiress!" Alicia's excitement practically bubbled over.

close to the Morrison family-but her curiosity got the better of her, and she tugged Stanley along, desperate to catch a glimpse of the legendary heiress. Before they could get close, a line of security blocked their way. "What do you think you're

been wandering outside long enough to draw the guards' attention. "Oh... we're just looking," Stanley said with a smile, casually slipping a pack of expensive cigarettes into the guard's pocket. "My wife hasn't seen much of the world-she just wants to see which big shot that is over there. 11 The guard's stern tone softened, though he still waved them off. "You'd better not get closer. Watch from here if you want." With that, he turned and walked away,