The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 1057 Accompanying Throughout The Journey

“Mr. Campbell, I've been waiting here for you for quite some time.”

As soon as Donald and Penelope arrived at the luxurious cruise ship's ticket checkpoint, a beautiful woman walked over.

“Who are you?” Donald looked at the woman in front of him with a puzzled expression. Shouldn't it be Aspen who was supposed to greet him?

The woman smiled slightly and said, “Mr. Campbell, my name is Heather Jenner. I am Mr. Oakley's assistant. As Mr. Oakley is the host of tonight's banquet, he has specifically sent me to attend to you.”

Upon hearing Heather's words, Donald immediately frowned.

“What? It was Mr. Oakley who begged me to come to this godforsaken banquet. If he thinks he's succeeded just by luring me here, then he's seriously underestimating me.”

Donald was about to turn around and leave when he spoke, but Heather quickly stepped forward to stop him.

“Mr. Campbell, please don't be upset. Mr. Oakley indeed couldn't come personally. However, his regard for you is beyond doubt. Mr. Campbell, this is a gift from Mr. Oakley as an apology. We hope you can accept it with a smile.”

Donald glanced down and noticed that Heather was holding a familiar small brown bottle.

However, this little brown bottle no longer contained just a single D1 Life Pill but was instead filled to the brim with them.

When Donald saw the amount of pills, his gaze instantly changed.

“All of this... is for me?”

Donald found this a bit strange.

The agenda of that night's banquet was the D1 Life Pills.

Before, Donald had spent a fortune just to buy a single pill, and now, as a mere apology, Aspen was willing to give him an entire bottle?

When Heather saw Donald's greedy demeanor, her heart was filled with disdain even though she wore a smile on her face.

For those not in the know, the D1 Life Pills were indeed a miracle cure for cancer.

However, the top brass within the organization all knew that the D1 Life Pills were flawed.

Taking it for the first time might be acceptable, but if one planned on relying on the pills for long-term cancer treatment, one would only end up becoming a monstrous creature.

Donald carefully tucked the brown bottle into his pocket.

He coughed lightly and said, “All right, for the sake of Mr. Oakley, I'll go in and see just how grand this banquet of yours really is.”

“Mr. Campbell, please come in.”

Dressed in a red gown, Heather waved her hand and took the initiative to lead the way for the two.

At the ticket inspection gate, the comings and goings were all famous and respected tycoons of Pollerton, who were naturally familiar with Heather and her group.

Normally, they couldn't even exchange a few words with Heather. But at the moment, Heather was personally serving Donald and Penelope. How could this not draw attention?

“Who are those two people? How come I've never seen them before?”

Curtis Zillon, dressed in a white suit, carried himself with a frivolous demeanor.

Even though the question was directed at Donald and Penelope, his gaze was constantly fixed on the waistline of Heather's dress.

Standing to the side, Mathias Strickland glanced over and shook his head, saying, “I don't know them. The guy does look decent enough, though. Did you see the woman with him earlier? She's quite a beauty.”

Upon hearing what Mathias had to say, Curtis could feel his heart become somewhat restless.

He was famously known as a playboy in Pollerton.

In his everyday life, he didn't have any other hobbies. He simply adored beautiful women.

The other tycoons attending that night's banquet were, to varying degrees, focused on making money and considering business matters.

But Curtis was different. All he could think about was how to win over Heather.

“That guy isn't all that great. Can he even compare to me?” After Curtis had retrieved his carefully checked ticket, he quickly followed them.

Before he could even take two steps forward, a burly bodyguard in a suit emerged from the side and blocked his way.

“I'm sorry. This is a passage exclusively for staff members and is not open to the public.”NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

“Bullsh*t, someone else clearly just went over there!”