Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

Jennifer arrived at around the same time as Selene and Clint, and she saw them on her way to her seat. Her makeup-covered face scrunched up at the sight of them as if she had tasted something very sour.

Clint maintained his calm demeanor and greeted her casually.

Jennifer answered back angrily and glared at Selene, who sat next to him.

When Jennifer sat down, Selene looked at the back of her head and joked, “If some reporters were to snap some photos of us three sitting like this, would they write articles online about it?”

“Would you like to be in the spotlight online?”

“Only an idiot would want to be in the spotlight for something as petty as this.”

“If you don’t want it, then you won’t.”

“Why is that? Are you really powerful enough to control the media?”

“I’m not, but if I don’t want to appear in the media, I can do it.”

“Oh, of course, you can do that. You’re rich.” She teased.

Clint glanced at her and did not reply.

All the lights went off except the ones on the stage, signaling the start of the fashion show. When the music came on, Selene’s hand was grabbed gently and held by Clint, whose fingers interlaced with hers. She felt the warmth from his palm.

She struggled slightly, trying to pull her hand away, but Clint tightened his grip.

After a while, Selene turned her head to look at Clint, who seemed engrossed in the show.

Selene calmed down and stopped trying to move her hand away.

The fashion show lasted for more than an hour, and Selene liked it very much. The clothing designs that were displayed were exactly to her taste and were similar to her own work.

After the fashion show, the sponsor threw a party. Clint kept holding her hand all the way from their seats to the lawn.

When they got to the buffet table, Selene looked at him and smiled. “I need my right hand now. May I have it?”

Clint frowned and let go of her hand. He poured orange juice into a plastic cup and handed it to Selene.

Selene took a sip from the cup, then turned to look around the crowd at the party. She didn’t recognize anyone among the people who were in attendance.

“I don’t know anyone here. I don’t usually mingle with those who attend fashion shows.” Clint said. ”But I know the guy in charge, so I’ll introduce you to him before we leave.”

“How do you know him?”

“I’ve met him a couple of times,” Clint said, then motioned with his free hand in the distance. ”He’s just over there. Let’s go.”

He put down the glass and took Selene’s hand.

When they drew near him, Selene frowned as she saw Jennifer again.

Jennifer had also seemingly noticed them, as her expression suddenly turned cold. Selene thought that she was most likely not fond of seeing them hold hands.

But Jennifer soon recovered herself, putting on a more pleasant face and smiling at them.

“Hello, Mr. Denovan.” She said.

Clint nodded back. The man who had been engaged in a conversation with Jennifer also turned to face them and gave a smile. “Hello, Mr. Denovan. Welcome to our party.”

Clint walked over to him and shook his hand. “Hey, Mike. Long time no see.”

Mike was the director of the JU Brand.

“This is my friend Selene.” Clint introduced. “She’s an independent designer.” He then turned to Selene. “Selene. This is Mike, the director of the JU Brand.”

Mike smiled at Selene. “We’re on the hunt for new designers to work with. If you’re interested, please send us a sample of your work.” He then turned to Jennifer. “Have you met Mr. Denovan before, Miss Keller?”

“Yes. We know each other very well. We grew up together.”

“Wow. Who would’ve thought!” He said honestly. ”Let’s drink together.” The waitress soon came over, bringing them a bottle of red wine.

When the waitress handed Selene a cup of wine, Clint took it away from her. “She doesn’t drink, but don’t worry- I’ll drink it for her,” Clint said.

Jennifer tried to maintain a smile, but underneath that mask, she was incredibly jealous and felt humiliated. She drank the wine quickly and gave an embarrassed smile. “Unfortunately, I need to get going, but you guys enjoy the party.” She turned to Mike. ”I’ll send you my work.”

“See you later, Jennifer.” Mike nodded.

Even though Clint had noticed Jennifer’s discomfort, he ignored her and gave his full attention to Mike. After they finished talking, he gently grabbed Selene’s hand, and they walked away.

After a while, however, Clint had to stop to speak to some of the people at the party, who were eager to catch up.

“I’ll wait for you over there,” Selene said quietly, pointing in the distance.

Clint nodded and let go of her hand. He began chatting with the people around him.

Selene sat alone in a corner, all by herself. She was looking at Clint, one cup of juice held firmly in her hand. This was a very formal party with many celebrities from the fashion circle in attendance. Clint stood out from the crowd, with his trademark serious look plastered on his face.

“Selene Morris. Did I really underestimate you that much?” A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

“What do you mean?” Selene asked, turning to an irritated Jennifer.

“What does Clint see in you?”

“Something that you lack, probably.”

“Bitch!” Jennifer spat out angrily, throwing the wine in her cup at Selene.

But before the wine hit her, Clint blocked it with his arm.

“Jenni, what are you doing?” Clint asked angrily.

“Clint. Why are you doing this? Why are you with her?” Jennifer looked at Clint’s wine-stained clothes, and suddenly, she felt bad.

“That’s none of your business. And please stop this nonsense.” Clint replied.

Jennifer snorted back and hurried away with tears in her eyes.

Seeing Jennifer leaving the party, Selene could not help feeling great. Yes- it was true that women can be very vindictive.

But when Clint turned around to look at her, her expression changed into one of worry. “Are you okay?” She asked.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.