Chapter 733: Chapter 733: Not Bad Taste?
Although Rhonda Hale was also unsure why July Quinn suddenly changed her previously friendly demeanor to one of cold severity, she understood that she must change this situation, after all, July Quinn was the true host of this dinner party and the actual owner of The Sovereign Court Casino!
If she didn’t change July Quinn’s attitude towards her, this dinner party, which was supposed to propel her to great heights, might also plunge her into a bottomless abyss.
To this end, Rhonda Hale quickly reviewed the situation for herself.
Before today, and even when July Quinn had just appeared, July Quinn’s attitude towards her was fairly friendly.
Moreover, July Quinn seemed to greatly admire female entrepreneurs, which is why her proposal among those looking to partner with July Quinn for a casino venture wasn’t particularly outstanding, but it was eventually selected by July Quinn.
So, surely she must have done something earlier to upset July Quinn.
After much thought, Rhonda Hale locked onto Kyle Keaton as the cause.
Yes, it was possibly Lord Keaton.
Today, July Quinn had invited Lord Keaton as her partner, proving her feelings for him were certainly not simple.
But earlier, she had inadvertently made it seem in front of July Quinn that Lord Keaton might have feelings for her, which is why July Quinn changed her attitude!
To confirm her suspicion, Rhonda Hale tentatively said:
"Miss Quinn, I truly didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just that seeing you and Lord Keaton appear together, such a handsome couple, is very pleasing to the eye, and I got a bit excited."
This statement was against her true feelings.
Because in her view, only a woman with intelligence and ambition like Rhonda Hale was fit to match the likes of a paragon such as Kyle Keaton, was fit to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
But for the sake of her ultimate interests, Rhonda Hale had no choice but to bite the bullet and say it.
Time proved her guess to be correct.
Sure enough, after she fawned over July Quinn, saying she and Lord Keaton were a perfect match, July Quinn’s previously icy demeanor softened, her ruby lips curving upwards.
"You also think we look good together, don’t you? Great, you have a good eye."
July Quinn’s verbal praise finally let Rhonda Hale breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Miss Quinn, for the compliment. By the way, there are still a few small details to adjust for the opening ceremony; I wonder if Miss Quinn could spare a moment to discuss them now?"
Rhonda Hale urgently steered the conversation towards the main topic, eager to complete today’s agenda quickly, to avoid complications from procrastination.
But in her eagerness, she failed to notice the glamorous face of July Quinn, seemingly smiling, yet devoid of any genuine smile.
Even those meticulously lined eyes that were now glancing at her lacked any warmth, resembling the gaze one might give to a dead person.
"I suppose it’s convenient." July Quinn had initially planned to confront her directly.
But Rhonda Hale’s flattery about her and Kyle Keaton being a perfect match led July Quinn to graciously allow her to revel in her momentary glory for another half-hour.
"You go ahead and wait over there. I’ll come find you after I finish talking with them."
As July Quinn prepared to leave Rhonda Hale, she didn’t forget to remind Kyle Keaton.
Actually, such minor communication didn’t involve any secret clauses; it wouldn’t be a problem for Kyle Keaton to accompany her, nor would anyone object to an extra opportunity to interact with the nation’s top business mogul.
But July Quinn simply didn’t let Kyle Keaton follow because she could clearly see this Rhonda wanted to latch onto Kyle Keaton’s swan leg.
July Quinn was certainly not a naive fool; given such intentions, naturally she couldn’t allow them more contact, leaving herself any potential risk.
After giving her instructions, July Quinn didn’t wait for Kyle Keaton’s response and left on her own.
At this moment, various CEOs, familiar or not, tried to make an impression in front of Kyle Keaton.
But the man, due to July Quinn leaving him alone in this gloomy place, carried an oppressive aura as if equipped with a defensive barrier, deterring anyone from easily approaching.
Until a familiar male voice sounded: "Uncle, is that man my father?"