NovelEnglishChapter 508 Arabella had just finished one when she overheard someone saying that the Murphy and Panter families had arrived.
“Word has it that the Murphy family dropped 1.2 billion dollars today to buy that land in the suburbs. Hard to believe, really. Who would've thought the richest family in Tranquil City had such deep pockets?” “The Panter family’s son is here with the Murphy family’s daughter. Heard they're quite the match: both good-looking and intelligent. Seems they'll be getting engaged in a few days.” “The Murphy family is really on a roll, huh?” Arabella continued munching on her pastry, unfazed. She was impressed at the mental fortitude of this family of three. It wasn't long after she cout of the mental hospital, and now she can attend a charity dinner.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDidn't their stint in the mental hospital leave any emotional scars? They worked really hard to climb up.
For Attlee, this was his maiden voyage to a high—society dinner in Summerfield. The venue was the Archer family’s private estate, luxurious and grand, a lavish mansion ten times the size of his own villa.
As soon as he stepped into the garden, he couldn't help but marvel at the opulence. Truly, it was the taste of a centuries—old wealthy family. Grandeur, heritage, things their minor wealthy family couldn't hold a candle to.
The Archer family had been trading for generations, with over a hundred years of history in Summerfield, and quite influential.
Just then, a guest spotted him and approached with a smile.
“Mr. Murphy, | heard you dropped 1.2 billion dollars in one go today. You must have made a hefty contribution to tonight's charity dinner as well, huh?” “Hahaha, too kind,” Attlee chuckled awkwardly. Apart from their Maybach and Yoli’s engagement dress, they hardly had anything of value.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn their way to the dinner, he and Olga had been discussing what to donate and how much.- “Mr. Murphy, you're too modest. If you can drop 1.2 billion dollars, your donation tonight must be much more than ours, hahaha.” “I hope Mr. Murphy will consider the feelings of we smaller families. Don’t donate too much at time. We're planning to donate around a million dollars. Mr. Murphy, how much are you planning to donate?” “Hey, we could agree on a sum and donate roughly the samount. How about it?” “Hahaha, | was thinking the same. What's your expected amount, Mr. Murphy?” Several guests were asking for Attlee’s opinion.
Although the Archer family hosted only one charity dinner a year, there were many more in the high society. These wealthy folks donated all year round to disaster—stricken areas, impoverished regions, calamities, the elderly, and children. They can’t possibly break the bank every time.
Upon hearing their expected amounts, Attlee becincreasingly uneasy, but he forced a smile and said, “My wife and | haven't decided yet. This is our first time, so we're not sure how much would be appropriate.” On the way, he and Olga had discussed maybe donating his watch. It could fetch at least a hundred thousand dollars.
Initially, Olga was somewhat reluctant.
Now, hearing the others’ expected amounts, her legs went a bit weak. She couldn't help asking, “How much do you usually donate?” *Hahaha, when | started donating, | didn’t know the ropes. | thought there were only a few charity donation opportunities per year, so | would donate around five million dollars; the most I've given at one twas ten million dollars!” Upon hearing this, Olga could barely maintain her smile.
Mrs. Panter, assuming the Murphy family was incredibly wealthy, held Olga’s hand warmly and laughed, “Olga, whatever you donate, we'll match. Just don’t donate too much. One or two million dollars should suffice.”
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