Chapter 740
Talon and Erick’s expressions soured noticeably.
How could members of the Thorpe family have private islands of their own if the two of them did not possess one themselves?
For a prominent family like the Thorpes, most members relied on family corporation shares for sustenance and influence, lacking substantial liquid assets.
Private islands weren’t purchases they could easily afford on a whim.
Suddenly, Ellie sensed Kaiden’s intent to stir trouble.
He had promised to take her out for a delightful adventure.
In that case, she was ready for the fun.
“Acquiring a private island and a helicopter is a matter of money! Can Mrs. Thorpe grasp our discussion without a background in financial management?” sneered a supportive family member of Talon.
“Coincidentally, managing Rich Bar has been quite a success for me. I was hoping to learn more business management tips from everyone,” Ellie settled into a more relaxed posture, casually propping her chin on her hand. “If I recall correctly, Uncle, you’ve also had representatives reach out to Manager Harry from Rich Bar, expressing interest in investing in my little bar, haven’t you?”
While Ellie might not have been well acquainted with all the members of the Thorpe family, her status as a distinguished socialite meant that she understood the importance of recognizing the identities and relationships of key figures within influential families.
A noticeable shift came over the expressions of those in attendance.
Rich Bar belonged to Ellie?
“Ellie! You…” Erick’s countenance darkened, recalling his own blacklisting experience.
Ellie glanced at Erick. “Just a small bar, hardly worth mentioning.”
A small bar?
Ellie’s dismissal of Rich Bar, a leading establishment, as a mere small bar surprised everyone.
Initially, there were doubters among the group regarding Ellie’s assertions. However, their skepticism waned as they recollected Erick’s swift blacklisting following his clash with Ellie at Rich Bar, with Ellie and Baylee emerging unscathed from the ordeal.
Furthermore, the revelation of Ellie’s ownership of an island and a helicopter lent credence to the idea that she could be the proprietor of a thriving bar.
The perception of Ellie shifted suddenly.
“I’m not the main focus today; let’s address the real issues.” Ellie turned to a middle-aged man beside her. “Uncle, would you mind giving up your seat for Kaiden? It wouldn’t be too much trouble, right?”
The man, aligned with Talon, retorted reluctantly, “Why don’t you move?”
Ellie shrugged. “My husband prefers me here.”
Kaiden, with a slight smile, played with Ellie’s hair.
She seemed to relish the disruption even more than he had intended.
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