Kerry took a look. "Can't you tell? Isn't this a painting?"
Francis sighed. "It's so small and tattered; I don't think it's worth much. The Harris family is too stingy!"
"Don't talk nonsense. It's important to give gifts to each other." Kerry sighed.
Francis was the partner arranged by her family. He didn't have any other abilities, but he was very snobbish.
"Kerry, I'm not trying to lecture you but don't interact too much with people like them in the future. The two of them only gave us this small painting, and he's even the young master of some corporation…"
Kerry took a deep breath. "Francis, this is my hotel. It's my freedom to invite anyone!"
When Francis heard her words, his expression instantly turned ugly. "Kerry, what do you mean? Don't forget that when we got engaged, your family was already bankrupt. A large part of the reason why you could open this hotel was due to my father!"