Chapter 33
To my surprise, Eleanor didn’t let go of my arm, nor did she stop walking. Instead, she did something shocking. She pulled me forward.
Andrew, however, grabbed me, gritting his teeth.”
“Tonight is important for the Carney Family. Don’t screw it up.“”
I smiled and nodded, showing no resistance.
To me, the Carney Family were all people that I needed to obey. After all, I was nothing but just an employee. So, it made sense for me to listen to any of the Carney Family members.
What I saw before me was something I expected from the Carrey Family’s cocktail party. Inside the mansion’s hall, classical music floated through the air like a melody from heaven. Those elite guests were already deep in conversation, while their glasses filled with the finest champagne.\
As always, Eleanor and I attracted attention the moment we arrived. After all, I was known as a walking joke in Toronto’s elite society. Wherever I went, people mocked me. They didn’t just tease subtly. Rather, they publicly humiliated me.”
“The Cuckold King of Toronto is here again!” someone chuckled.
“Matthew, I heard Francis was at your house yesterday. How much did you make this time?” another asked, grinning.” They were, of course, referring to my infamous “100,000 dollars per minute” deal.
I kept my smile in place as I told them calmly, “My wife wasn’t feeling well, so no money was made from my end.“”
At that moment, I felt a sharp pinch on my arm. It was obviously Eleanor who did it.
Her voice was low and cold in my ear as she angrily whispered, “Look at you being so humble, Matthew! But the more you act like this, the more people see me as a slut!“}
I glanced at her, responding, “Don’t you want to maintain a good relationship with Mr. Henderson?“”
Eleanor looked down, saying nothing.”
I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Why would Eleanor fight me regarding that? Besides, she could just stay in her seat as the most beautiful woman without trying to prove anything.”
After a few more rounds of mockery from the guests, both Eleanor and I settled in a corner. She sat on the sofa, staring into space, while I stood nearby as I was waiting.”
Waiting for what?%
For her suitors to come to us, of course!!
Officially, I was there to keep them at bay. In reality, I used the opportunity to chat, negotiate benefits and build connections. That was the most important thing for me.”
“Ah, Mr. Powell is here!”
I spotted a bald, middle–aged man approaching and immediately reached out to greet him.”
It was Robert Powell, Toronto’s jewelry king. We had worked together many times before. I smuggled jewelry through my import–export routes, while he handled the sales.”
Among Eleanor’s many suitors, he was the oldest and the most persistent. Every time we met, he would dramatically kneel and confess his love. Even Eleanor had grown numb to his antics.
Expecting another grand confession, I braced myself. The onlookers did the same, eager for the spectacle.&
But to my surprise, Robert grabbed my hand and said, “Mr. Jackson, I’ve tried meeting you in private so many times, but you’re always busy! Now that I finally caught you, I must thank you in person for what you did for me!”
I hesitated, then suddenly remembered what he was talking about.”
“Mr. Powell, we’re old friends. We help each other. No need for thanks,”
Robert shook his head firmly as he said, “My family ran into trouble abroad. I even contacted the embassy, but nothing worked. You solved it with a single phone call. I have to thank you properly!“”
With that, he pulled a stack of documents from his briefcase.
“Mr. Jackson, this is 15% of the shares in my jewelry chain, the Powell Jewels. Just sign and they’re yours!“}
The room fell silent. Gasps rippled through the crowd. It was already shocking enough that I could resolve an international crisis, but Robert’s jewelry chain was a national empire. That 15% share? It was a fortune.
Even Eleanor turned to me with a rare expression of surprise.
Just then andrew stepped forward.
“Matthew, take it if Mr. Powell is offering,” he said with a cold tone, narrowing his eyes.”
But don’t you ever forget something! What’s yours belongs to the Carney Family!“”
