Riverside Clubhouse is located by the river with a beautiful view.
When Daniela delivered the cake, the music in the clubhouse was already deafeningly loud.
Even before nightfall, these young people were already having a wild time.
Daniela was annoyed by the deafening music and just wanted to leave after delivering the cake.
Just then, Sebastian called.
“Where are you?”
Daniela removed her phone and played the sound of the noisy clubhouse to him.
Sebastian was silent for a while and said, “Wait for me.”
Daniela: …
She waited, a little bored.
“Daniela.”
Lucas’s voice came from beside her, tinged with surprise.
Daniela looked up, her eyes showing joy, “Lucas.”
Lucas was wearing a white suit with a red pocket square folded into a visible triangle.
He was both warm and noble, like a prince straight out of a comic book.
This prince was also very kind: “You’re not feeling well, why did you come here?”
Mentioning this, Daniela was a bit unhappy, her mouth pressed into a line, and she said faintly, “Cline’s birthday, I came to deliver a cake.”
Lucas was stunned for a moment, then laughed, “I’m here for Cline’s birthday too.”
“She somehow found out I was buying paintings and insisted I come here.”
Daniela: …
So, did Cline want to show off her mother's painting, or was she doing a favor?
Looking at the man in front of her, whose temperament and appearance were no worse than Sebastian's, Daniela felt it was probably the latter.
She was thinking beautifully.
However, she couldn't stay at this birthday party for long.
Lucas said: "It's noisy inside, find a quiet place to stay. I’ll send you back later.”
Daniela smiled, “No need. I’m leaving soon.”
Lucas nodded, then pointed to the people beside him and introduced, “This is Ivan, and this is his cousin Genevieve.”
Ivan greeted Daniela with a smile.
Genevieve, wearing sunglasses, slightly nodded her head.
Daniela didn’t mind.
The Jones Family had just returned from overseas, which is why Daniela had never met them before.
Genevieve impatiently urged, “Aren’t you here to see the paintings? Why aren’t you going in?”
Genevieve’s personality seemed similar to Cline's.
Daniela was also looking forward to them going in so that she could leave quickly, so she smiled slightly, "Lucas, why don't you guys go in first.”
Lucas had no choice but to go in first.
As soon as they left, Daniela wanted to slip away, but she was grabbed by a waiter, “Are you Daniela? Miss Romero wants you to go to the VIP room on the second floor.”
Daniela's head instantly ached.
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VIP Room.
Cline was wearing a petite dress, her chest adorned with the diamond necklace Daniela had just given her, making her look radiant.
“Where’s my gift?”
Daniela pointed to the necklace on her chest.
Cline was impatient, “I’m asking you about the painting! I want the painting!”
Daniela was not polite, directly passing the buck to Sebastian, “Your brother said it’s not good to give a painting, so he specially bought this necklace.”
Speaking of Sebastian, Cline’s face brightened slightly, “It was still my brother who gave it, what does it have to do with you? I don’t want anything else. Your mentally ill mother draws well, bring two paintings here.”
Daniela suddenly looked up, the anger in her eyes igniting bit by bit.
But with Cline, reasoning was useless.
She lowered her gaze and said coldly, “My mother is sick, she’s not drawing. If you want one, go find those collectors.”
She turned to leave.
She had only taken two steps when an ashtray “whoosh” flew past her ear, smashing hard against the wall.
The hard glass ashtray chipped the wall tiles, bounced on the ground two or three times before settling down.
If that had hit her head, wouldn’t it have been fatal?
Daniela turned her head incredulously.
Cline’s eyes were filled with disdain and contempt: “If Lucas wasn’t looking for your mother’s paintings, do you think I would care?”
“Sofia said you have some. You better get them, I’ll buy them.”