CHAPTER 854: CHAPTER 854: LORD KEATON, THE RICHEST MAN?

"I remember, your name wasn’t on the list of invited guests for the birthday party."

Yvonne Donovan has beautiful handwriting, which makes Richard Donovan very proud.

So when it comes to invitations from The Presidential Palace, Richard always lets Yvonne show off her writing skills a little.

The same goes for his birthday party this time. Yvonne handwrote the invitations, so she knew exactly who was invited.

"I came with my man," July Quinn didn’t bother to hide it.

"Your man? Who’s your man?" Yvonne raised an eyebrow.

That’s right, she suspected July Quinn was one of those women who rely on their looks, trying to sneak into the party to meet a few wealthy big shots and latch onto them.

"I remember my brother-in-law’s last name is Keaton," Joy Quinn whispered.

In fact, Joy wasn’t very clear about the exact name either.

After all, when they were in Westmarch, July didn’t let her get too close to her man.

"There’s indeed someone with the last name Keaton invited to our party. But that person is none other than the infamous Lord Keaton, the wealthiest man in our country."

Yvonne suddenly laughed, "You wouldn’t tell me your man is Lord Keaton, would you?"

July was about to answer.

But Joy spoke first, "My brother-in-law isn’t Lord Keaton. I remember he has a company in Westmarch called Regalscape Group."

"Regalscape Group? What kind of shady company is that? I’ve never heard of it! With such a love for pretending, you might as well come back as a pair of underwear in your next life."

If July’s man were truly Lord Keaton, Yvonne wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous.

After all, it was partly Lord Keaton’s influence that helped her father, Richard Donovan, become the president.

But it turns out July’s man, though his last name is Keaton, is an unknown owner of Regalscape Group, so he’s certainly not Lord Keaton.

With that, Yvonne became more convinced that July was only there to flaunt herself and find a patron at the party.

As the most noble lady of Esteria, Yvonne despised such people the most.

"July Quinn, if you know what’s good for you, you’d better leave the way you came! If you keep ruining the mood for me and my friends, don’t blame me for being rude."

Ever since her father became president, all those friends around Yvonne started following her every command.

Even people who didn’t know her didn’t dare defy her orders.

But Yvonne didn’t expect that July, whom she looked down on so much, wouldn’t heed her order.

Her cold and indifferent gaze was only fixed on Joy.

And Joy felt a chill as she was stared at, quickly hiding behind Yvonne.

"Why are you looking at Joy? She didn’t say anything about you."

Indeed, Joy never directly said anything bad about July, but her occasional "facts" led Yvonne to target July even more intensively.

That’s Joy Quinn.

She wouldn’t directly target July in front of others, but would only use underhanded tricks behind the scenes.

July withdrew her gaze from Joy and ignored the two of them.

That calm and detached demeanor made Joy and Yvonne feel like she was treating them as clowns.

Joy was better, having crossed paths with July a few times before.

But Yvonne couldn’t stand it. As the president’s proud daughter, how could she allow anyone to defy her orders?

"Since you’re still sticking around here, I will have to ask someone to ’escort’ you out."

With a wave of her hand, the bodyguards standing by quickly surrounded July.