Chapter 8 Same Birthday And Mocked!

Alexander was silent, then said: "I won't care about this, you go and do it, my request will not change, if because of this, that woman secretly criticizes me, then I will not inherit Dragon Sect, I will not do anything for Dragon Sect."

Saying this, Alexander waved his hand and left the BrightPath Solutions private club.

Sherman respectfully bowed, watching Alexander leave.

Young Master, seems to have changed, becoming a bit more assertive.

Afterward, he gently tapped the black and gold cane in his hand on the floor, and a tall, slender woman with a graceful figure swayed in.

This woman was wearing a bright red slit dress, her hair tied to one side, exuding immense allure. Just one smile from her could captivate any man.

"Sherman~." the woman said, her voice sweet and seductive.

Sherman replied: "Follow the Young Master's orders."

"Yes." The woman turned and left the private room.

The next day, a sensational headline spread across Golden Harbor.

Today, the entire Golden Harbor was abuzz with this news.

Last night, a mysterious tycoon extravagantly booked the entire Skyline hotel for the 23rd!

Skyline hotel, the most luxurious 6-star hotel in Golden Harbor!

The expenditure for that alone costs millions per night!

Now, the mysterious tycoon has booked Skyline for an entire day, with initial expenses estimated to be at least 150 million!

This was just the cost for booking the venue!

Later, it was revealed that the mysterious tycoon booked the entire Skyline to celebrate his daughter's third birthday.

As this news spread, Golden Harbor was once again in an uproar!

Too much money!

What kind of person spends so much money to celebrate a daughter's birthday?

Instantly, all of Golden Harbor was abuzz with gossip.

Naturally, the Marshall family's company was also discussing this matter.

Early in the morning, the company's employees began to excitedly chatter.

"Hey, hey, have you heard? A mysterious tycoon booked the entire Skyline for 150 million!"

"I've heard about it already. They said it's for his daughter's birthday. That's way too much money. She must be a little princess!"

"On the 23rd, a lot of people are looking forward to that day. I heard the party will have 300 tables. Just calculating that, it'll cost at least a few billions!"

The employees gathered in small groups, chatting non-stop.

"Haha, if I remember correctly, the 23rd is also the birthday of Chairman Marshall's daughter, isn't it?"

Someone suddenly brought up.

Instantly, all the employees went quiet.

"No way, could the person who booked Skyline be Chairman Marshall?"

"Impossible, we all know Chairman Marshall's status in the Marshall family. Saying it's Old Master could be believable."

"Stop gossiping. I heard that the person who booked Skyline isn't from the Marshall family."

While everyone was excitedly discussing, Eleanor walked into the company, passing through the lobby.

She wore a white blouse, a black business skirt, her long legs wrapped in black stockings, lightly made-up, and her hair in a ponytail, looking very professional.

But as she entered the company, she felt the unusual gazes from everyone.

Eleanor had heard the morning news too. Passing through everyone's staring eyes, she hurried into her office.

Once inside, she closed the door behind her like fleeing into the wilderness, leaning against the door, clearly feeling helpless.

Who on earth booked Skyline for the 23rd, making her the target of everyone?

Eleanor was furious, feeling this person was deliberately causing trouble for her.

Coincidentally, it was also on the 23rd.

After working for a while, Tommy entered with a mocking, provocative attitude, walked straight to the sofa, and looking at Eleanor working diligently, he sarcastically said: "Eleanor, I heard someone booked the entire Skyline on the 23rd to celebrate his daughter's birthday."

Eleanor ignored Tommy and continued typing.

Tommy laughed twice, saying: "Haha, sharing the same birthday on the 23rd, his daughter gets to celebrate at Skyline, while someone's daughter can only celebrate in the hospital. Ridiculous."

Suddenly.

Eleanor's typing stopped, and she looked coldly at Tommy, saying: "If you have nothing else to say, please leave."

Tommy shrugged, showing an attitude of 'what can you do about it', saying: "Oh, angry now, but who is to blame? Both fathers of both children, one gets the whole city congratulating for his daughter's birthday, while Alexander doesn't even have the right to celebrate with Mary."

"Get out!"

Eleanor's voice turned icy, pointing to the door, shouting.

Tommy stood up, laughed twice, and said: "Eleanor, the day after tomorrow is the Marshall family's semi-annual summary meeting. This time, I'll make sure to kick you out of the company!"

With that, Tommy put his hands in his pockets, snorted, and left.

After Tommy left, Eleanor's reddened eyes shed a few tears. She wiped them away, took a deep breath, and continued working on her project.

But the more she worked, the more uncomfortable she felt!

For four years, she could endure the mockery from others directed at herself.

But she couldn't bear the mockery directed at her daughter.

Finally, she banged the keyboard a few times, laid her head on the desk, sobbed for a while, then lifted her beautiful face, took out her phone, and texted Alexander: "Alexander, where are you? I want to see you! Immediately!"

It's all his fault, making Mary a laughingstock. The girl is only 3 years old.

At this moment, Alexander was at work, having just sent off some wealthy women to the gym. Receiving Eleanor's message, he was a bit stunned.

Who made his wife so angry?

"I'm at work. What's wrong? I'll come to you right away." Alexander replied, then informed Manager Wang, and rode his electric scooter straight to Eleanor's company.

At the company entrance, as soon as Alexander stopped his electric scooter, he was confronted by a cold face coming towards him.

Smack!

Eleanor, with reddened eyes, walked up and slapped Alexander, her voice choking: "It's all your fault. Why are you Mary's father? Why are you my husband?"

Facing Eleanor's frenzy, Alexander was stunned.

"Eleanor, what on earth happened?" Alexander asked.

Eleanor wiped the tears from her face, coldly looked at Alexander, and asked: "Do you still not know? Do you know what day the 23rd is?"

"I know, it's Mary's birthday." Alexander replied.

"Then do you know what happened in Golden Harbor today? Everyone is laughing at me, laughing at Mary. Sharing the same birthday on the 23rd, someone booked the entire Skyline, while you, Alexander, don't even have the right to celebrate with Mary!"

Eleanor couldn't hold it in anymore. She squatted down on the ground, covering her face, and cried: "Why? Mary is only 3 years old, and she has to endure everyone's mockery and cold looks."

Alexander stood there looking at Eleanor, understanding the situation.

Then he clenched his fists and said: "Eleanor, do you know who booked the entire Skyline?"

Eleanor raised an eyebrow, stood up, and coldly looked at Alexander, saying: "Who? Was it you?"

Seeing Eleanor's pained expression, Alexander felt deeply uncomfortable and said: "That's right, the person who booked the entire Skyline is..."

Suddenly!

A cheerful male voice interrupted Alexander.

"Eleanor, there you are. I've been looking for you for a long time."

In front, a man in a white suit walked over, looking very handsome, holding a large bouquet of red roses in his hand.

Peyton Roberts, the young master of the Roberts family, also a billionaire second-generation with tens of billions, ran his own small company, and was considered a young talent in Golden Harbor.

Peyton Roberts was a crazy pursuer of Eleanor, even though Eleanor was married, he kept giving gifts and inviting Eleanor to dinner.

But Eleanor always refused.

"Eleanor, this is for you, I just bought it."

Peyton handed a large bouquet of roses to Eleanor, then wiped away tears, smiling: "Thank you, but I can't accept it."

As she spoke, Eleanor's eyes fell on Alexander. Four years, and when had he ever given her flowers?

Yes, just a bouquet of flowers, and he didn't even think to give her one.