Chapter 362: Demonic Capital Turbulence (Begging for Subscriptions)

At that moment, in the nearby pavilion, several distinguished ladies were slowly savoring a red wine worth millions, while gently shaking their heads and discussing something.

A middle-aged matron dressed in a magnificent evening gown shook her head with a touch of bitterness, her voice carrying a tone of frustrated expectation as she spoke,

"Bai Xue, that girl, has truly been spoiled by me. I really don't know whether sending her to Britain for her studies was to her detriment or benefit!"

As the matron's words fell, an elegant woman around thirty, her wrist adorned with diamond bracelets, chuckled,

"Mrs. Bai seems worried about Xiao Xue. Hehe, that girl has spent too much time abroad, always dreaming of princes and princesses, apparently not realizing that the princes and princesses of today are the least valuable of all.

Not to mention anything else, even Britain has several princes, and that so-called Myer may have come out of nowhere.