Chapter 353 Top Beauty
"Didn't your dad's thing get sorted out already? Why are people still following you?"
Layla was confused. If something happened to Thalia, wouldn't her fans kill her?
"I don't know," Thalia felt too embarrassed to say it might be William's people, worried Layla would hate him even more.
"Let's get out first."
"Should we check the surveillance? I won't feel right if we don't find out who it is."
"Eleanor won't let us see it, don't even think about it."
"So we just don't look? Haven't you thought about what happens if we can't swallow our pride now and something goes wrong later?"
"How could something go wrong so easily? There are so many people on set, plus you and John - are you all just for show?"
"Let's go, get inside. The director already has issues with me."
"Good that you know." Layla rolled her eyes at her irritably.
Thalia pouted.
Meanwhile, Evelyn got Thalia's message and went to Whisper Hall.
She slapped a stack of cash right on the table. "Get me a top-tier beauty."
"What for?" Serenity glanced at the cash on the table.
Evelyn explained Thalia's plan, and Serenity laughed. "Still going after Eleanor?"
"Just don't worry about it. They're willing to pay, so just take the money."
"True," Serenity took the cash.
Soon after, someone walked up to Evelyn.
"Let's go!"
"You need to think on your feet, okay? Can you make someone furious?"
The girl nodded. "Sure."
At Aurora Tower, the place was bustling as usual. Daniel, like some old butler, made his daily rounds from the first floor to the top, throwing out anyone who caused trouble.
Today, unusually, when he reached the indoor golf hall on the sixth floor, he spotted Evelyn.
Alone?
Not with Thalia?
"By yourself?" Daniel's voice came from behind. Evelyn turned around and held up two fingers. "Two people."
"Thalia? You brought her to this kind of place again, aren't you afraid Mr. Brown will come after you?"
"So what? If I bring her here, she's inspecting her own family's property. Why would he come after me?"
Daniel shrugged. "You might think that, but some people don't."
Evelyn remembered something - word was Raymond had been hanging out at the golf hall lately, but she'd been here half an hour and hadn't seen him.
She hooked her arm around Daniel's neck and pulled him aside, lowering her voice. "Let me ask you something."
"What?"
"Promise me first."
"You tell me first."
Daniel wasn't falling for that. Evelyn and Thalia were both sneaky - they'd probably sell him out.
"It's not a big deal, you can definitely do it."
"Given our friendship, even small things need consideration," Daniel said, pulling her arm off his neck. This soft approach didn't work on him at all.
Evelyn wouldn't give up, reaching to hook him again. "What friendship do we have? You're William's friend, I'm Thalia's friend. If those two end up together forever, we'll be seeing each other all the time! Aren't you afraid I'll bad-mouth you to William and make you fall out of favor?"
"Do something good for once."
"I do good things while I'm alive, and you'll honor me when I'm dead?"
"You..."
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Tell me where Raymond is."
"That's it?" Daniel was a bit surprised. All this for that?
He thought it was something serious!
"What else? You think I'd ask you to help with murder and arson?"
"Upstairs."
"Which floor?"
"Eleven."
Raymond had practically taken root at Aurora Tower, partying in different ways every day, working hard to build his Playboy image. When Evelyn brought someone upstairs, she pointed the person out at the door.
Only then did Daniel see who the other person of her "two people" was.
"You picked this person specifically for Raymond, didn't you?"
"Smart."
"What's the next step?" Daniel was curious.
Evelyn calmly took out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to the Emerald City group chat, manually tagging Elowen.
Sarcastic words flew across the screen: [Ms. Mitchell, this won't do! Your fiancé is out playing with other women every day]
Watching this scene, Daniel's mouth twitched. "You really don't mind stirring up trouble, do you?"
"I want to watch the drama unfold - why would I care about all that?"
When her phone buzzed, Evelyn waved it. "Bet it's Elowen replying."
Daniel didn't answer.
Evelyn opened her phone and looked.
She clicked her tongue, stood up, and looked around, finding a spot with a good view. "I'll sit here. Get me some good drinks - I'm live-streaming this."
Soon enough, Elowen came storming in.
She looked around, pushed through the crowd, and finally spotted Raymond sitting on a sofa watching others play pool, one arm around a woman's waist, the other holding a drink, the two of them practically pressed together.
"Raymond..."
"She's here." Evelyn opened her camera to film the scene below. Daniel scratched his head, not understanding women's fascination with this stuff.
"Can't you have some consideration for our dignity? If you want to party and change women every day, go back to your Regal City. Don't do it in Emerald City."
"Who are you?" The person in Raymond's lap snapped back impatiently.
"Who am I? I'm his fiancée. The man you're sitting on is my future husband."
"Well, people who didn't know would think you're his wife. The law only protects marriage, not love. So what if you're his fiancée? As long as you're not legally married, there's the right to break up. He does his thing - what's it to you? How ridiculous."
"You..." Elowen furiously splashed her drink in the woman's face. The woman's white shirt instantly got soaked, clinging to her body, unable to hide her curves.
The other woman wasn't one to be bullied - she threw her drink right back.
"Who do you think you are? If you're so capable, discipline your man at home. What's the point of doing it out here?"
"You bitch, do you know who I am?"
"Who are you?" the woman shot back.
Raymond looked at her furious face and felt that Elowen was about to fall into a trap. If someone with ulterior motives filmed this and posted it online, it would be bad for them.
"Enough," Raymond spoke up to interrupt them.
Evelyn hissed, thinking he wasn't completely stupid...
...
"Ms. Mitchell, has the Mitchell family been quite entertaining lately?"
At a business dinner, someone looked at Eleanor with their phone, their expression somewhat gleeful.
Eleanor's rise in the business world meant some people's decline. It might not count as disrupting the market, but she was definitely someone peers saw as stealing their rice bowl.
Jealousy was natural.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Your sister and her fiancé are trending on social media - quite the dramatic cheating scene."