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It was a Bentley. Although it was also a luxury car, it was old and not very clean. This was especially the
case when compared to Fanny’s white Rolls-Royces, where each of them was as shiny as the brand new
ones on
the showroom display.
After the Bentley stopped, an old man alighted.
It was Butler Frank.
“Butler Frank!”
Jordan and Lauren immediately went over when they saw Butler Frank. Stefan also walked over with
Chloe.
“Mr. Jordan, welcome home!”
Butler Frank smiled happily as wrinkles appeared on his old face.
Lauren had heard a lot about Butler Frank. Although he was only a butler and Lauren was Jordan’s wife,
she did not put on any airs like Hailey did and greeted Butler Frank very respectfully.
“Hello Butler Frank. I’m Jordan’s wife, Lauren.”
Butler Frank hurriedly bowed. “Hello, Mrs. Jordan. Welcome!”
Lauren was thrilled to hear Butler Frank call her Mrs. Jordan and his warm welcome. She had finally
come to her husband’s place and could meet his family!
Stefan quickly shook Butler Frank’s hand. “Hello, Mr. Frank. I’m Stefan Howard, Jordan’s father-in-law.”
Butler Frank quickly returned his greeting. “Hello, Mr. Howard.”
Chloe also called out happily, “Hello, Uncle Frank!”
“Hello, little miss Chloe. Mr. Steele Senior will be very happy to see you. Everyone, please get in the car,”
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While the Howard family was chatting with Butler Frank, Fanny and the other two were chatting in the
distance.
Fanny said disdainfully, “Did Lauren’s husband’s family send that car? Why did they send such a car?
Isn’t it too shabby?”
Zara smiled. “It’s not bad. It’s a Bentley after all.”
Fanny smiled. “Oh my god, that’s an old Bentley, okay? Do you know how cheap a second-hand Bentley
is in England? I suspect that Lauren married a fraud!”
Beatrice quickly reminded her, “Fanny, lower your voice. Don’t say such things in front of Lauren. She
likes Jordan a lot.”
“Hmph.” Fanny snorted.
Jordan got Stefan and Chloe into the car first before walking back with Lauren. He planned to bid
farewell to her three schoolmates before leaving.
Seeing that Jordan had returned, Fanny plastered on a fake smile. “Yo, Young Master Jordan, so you’re
from a rich family. A Bentley was sent to pick you all up. That car is very rare in London.”
Jordan could tell that Fanny was mocking him.
Fanny had brought over a dozen Rolls-Royce cars worth over a million dollars each. Meanwhile, Jordan
only had one old Bentley. How could he compare to her?
Jordan explained, “That car is indeed a little old. However, Butler Frank is old himself so he prefers old
cars. He cherishes old things so he hasn’t changed his ride.”
Fanny immediately pretended to be surprised. “Ah, the Steeles are indeed amazing. You even have a
butler. If the butler is already driving such a good car, won’t your parents’ cars be even better? Oh, right.
Young
Master Jordan, where do you live? My husband and I live in South Kensington. We might even be
neighbors!”
Of course, Jordan would never tell anyone the location of his grandfather’s residence.
Jordan smiled. “My family doesn’t live in South Kensington.”
“Heh.” Fanny sneered. She finally made Jordan admit that he was not a rich second-generation heir!
Jordan could not be bothered to explain. He asked, “Are you guys drinking at the Churchill Bar at One
Whitehall Place? Lauren, I’ll leave with your father first. I’ll pick you up later.”
“Yes, the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place,” Fanny confirmed. “I heard that Lauren is the Queen of
English bars? Does that mean I don’t have to treat you today?”
Although Fanny appeared friendly to Jordan on the surface and did not say anything too overboard, her
words were full of hidden jibes. Moreover, everything she said seemed to be a test, trying to expose
Jordan.
Jordan said, “Yes, all the bars in England belong to Lauren. Order whatever you want at the Churchill Bar
tonight. You don’t have to pay.”
Fanny and the other two were overjoyed. “Is that true? We will take it that you are serious!”
Lauren was also very happy and excited! Ever since she got married, she had another title: The Queen
of English Bars! Her friends called her that in private. Over time, Lauren had gotten used to this title.
Moreover, it
was given to her by Jordan, the man she loved the most. She liked it very much!
Tugging at the corner of Jordan’s shirt in embarrassment, she asked softly, “Is that true? Would the
people at the bar really recognize me?”
Jordan said with a smile, “Honey, do you think I’m lying to you? Don’t worry, all the bars belong to the
same company. The boss of that company is you and me. All the bar owners know your name. When the
time
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Asmile appeared on Lauren’s face.
Fanny felt very annoyed, but she smiled and said, “Let’s hurry to Lauren’s bar then. I can’t wait to leech
off of her.”
Zara smiled as well. “Me too. I want the most expensive bottle of wine!”
Beatrice said, “How can one bottle be enough? At least three, haha.”
Lauren was also very generous. “Girls, order whatever you want. It’s my treat!”
Jordan felt content as he watched Lauren and her schoolmates chattering happily.
“Honey, bring your friends to enjoy yourselves. You’re the queen of bars here, so all the bars are your
property!”
Jordan did not buy a house for Lauren or give her a car. He hated giving things that most women
hankered after. However, what Jordan had given Lauren was more than just a house or car!
The four beautiful women rode the white Rolls-Royce to the Churchill Bar at One Whitehall Place.
Entering the bar, they realized that there were not many people inside.
The four of them sat at the bar. These four beauties instantly attracted the attention of many men.
Zara rapped on the countertop and said to the waiter, “Give us a bottle of your most expensive wine!”
Beatrice smiled. “We want four bottles!”
The waiter was cleaning a wine glass as he reminded them. “Ladies, our most expensive wine here
costs several thousand pounds.”
Zara smiled. “What’s a few thousand pounds? We don’t have to pay anyway. Your lady boss is here.
Don’t you recognize her?”
“Lady boss?” The waiter was confused.
Lauren introduced herself nervously to the waiter. “Um… hello, I’m Lauren Howard from Greene King Bar
Group.”
But the waiter just replied, “So? What makes you think that you don’t need to pay for your drinks?”.
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