Chapter 1 Dress up to attend the banquet

At Emgrand Bar.

Here was the residence of the wealthy and powerful in New York, located on Golden Street where every inch of land was extremely precious.

At this moment, Shirley stood at the corner of the corridor on the second floor of Emgrand, staring at the powerful figures in the banquet hall on the first floor with a faint sense of self-mockery on her mouth.

The entire banquet hall covered a vast area which could accommodate thousands of people, with melodious and elegant music gently ringing.

From time to time, there was a lively sound at the entrance of Emgrand. In the doorway of the crowd cheers, the top-list celebrities and the rich and noble guests entered one by one.

High in the air, the rotating flashlights kept on shining, while the cheering and excited voices kept coming one after another.

Shirley stared at everything with indifference until she saw a person walking into the venue.

Dressing in a black brown suit with his handsome and tall figure, he had exquisite facial features in his late twenties.

Under the delicate light from high above, his skin was as touching as snow, with his delicate eyebrows and eyes emitted a soft glow.

Every move and gesture of him exuded the elegance and luxury of the son of a noble family.

From the moment he entered, everyone's gaze fell on him in spite of themselves. He was warm and dazzling like sunlight.

At this moment, his female companion beside him was also bright and delicate, dressed in a bright red evening gown, graceful and touching.

"It's Mr. Scott and Miss Morris."

With shouts of surprise, everyone came back to their senses from their astonishment and began to greet them. While toasting, the two were surrounded with admiration and congratulations.

Shirley took a deep breath since the person she was waiting for finally arrived.

Originally, everyone on the first floor was chatting and toasting with each other before the banquet began, but a crisp voice rang out. The door at the second floor staircase opened, and everyone looked up.

They saw a beautiful and cool woman walking down step by step. Her skin was like jade, while her silky black hair gently pulled up, revealing her slender neck. A simple aqua blue dress set her off like a fairy in the clouds, bright and beautiful.

Someone couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Who is this?"

They didn't remember such a beautiful woman in New York.

"Shirley!"

As someone called out, everyone's expressions changed. Shirley? Was she the one from the White family?

"Shirley was the granddaughter that Grandpa White loves the most. The White family went bankrupt and was expelled from the list of rich families. How could Shirley still come to such a party since his grandfather was so close to death?" Someone looked puzzled.

"Does she want to take advantage of this occasion to seek powerful man to help the White family?"

Just as everyone was speculating, Shirley walked step by step towards Harold in high heels. As she passed the waiter, she took two glasses of wine from beside her.

"Harold, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Shirley handed Harold a glass of wine with a decent smile on her face.

If she hadn't been able to see Harold, she wouldn't have put in such an effort to come here.

Harold's warm and moist gaze lit up with a faint and cold light. He had never seen Shirley dressed in such a noble dress.

She had never worn a dress before, so she looked really ordinary and casual. Perhaps she was even hard to be noticed in the crowd, but everything was not as powerful as today's impact. It turned out that she was so noble and beautiful.

Cora next to him glanced at Harold who was a bit distracted. She shook his arm with her hand in a gentle manner and said, "Harold?"

Harold regained his composure and glanced at Cora with his soft eyes that mixed a hint of comfort. Then he looked faintly at Shirley and took the wine from her hand.

Then Cora took a few steps back in silence, leaving personal space for Harold.

Shirley leaned forward slightly while drinking wine and said in a soft tone, "Harold, if you don't want others to know you broke off our marriage, lend me six hundred thousand dollars."

Yes, because of six hundred thousand dollars for grandpa's surgery and after what happened to the White family that she understood what the fickleness of the world meant. If it weren't for her helplessness, she wouldn't have come to see Harold.