Chapter 1464: Chapter 1467: David Redington, Just a Washed-Up Male Celebrity
“Grandpa, how could this happen…?”
Bella Scott was originally a gentle and fragile woman; if it weren’t for Wendy Jenkins turning into a vegetative state which shocked her, she might not have been able to recover from the ntal trauma brought on by Noah Ford.
Just when she had managed to rebuild her inner strength, at this mont, it was shattered by Richard Coldwell’s powerful and cold deanor.
Bella Scott supported Mr. Scott, but in reality, she was leaning heavily on the old man.
Christopher Scott patted Bella’s hand, feeling a tinge of regret in his heart.
This child Bella, although filial, ultimately lacks the makings of greatness.
“Let’s follow and see.”
Being at a banquet where the host has just slamd a glass, if it had been soone else, they might have already left with their tails between their legs.
But who is Christopher Scott?
Mr. Scott has deep roots in B City.
Not to ntion the Coldwell’s family, almost half of the military needs to give him face.
Most importantly, he is a self-made man with tactics, courage, and extrely thick skin.
If it weren’t for his old age making him stubborn, unable to swallow the humiliation his son faced from Mr. Lucas,
Christopher Scott might not have ended up blindly seeking support from Theodore Lucas and Frank Chamberlain.
Bella Scott had no strong opinions of her own and listened to everything Mr. Scott said.
Although she felt that Richard Coldwell’s look just now was undisguisedly filled with disgust and indifference.
But since the old man had spoken, she could only steel herself and follow Mr. Scott toward the entrance of the hall.
…
Richard Coldwell’s sudden smashing of the glass and leaving with a cold face had already attracted the attention of all the guests.
Mr. Coldwell was soone everyone wanted to ingratiate themselves with.
Seeing Richard Coldwell’s indifferent expression walking out, everyone unconsciously made way.
Yet, everyone’s gaze was still glued on Mr. Coldwell.
Just then, a tall and dashing figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
Richard Coldwell’s gaze was noticeably drawn to that person.
Following Richard Coldwell’s gaze, everyone looked over.
First, two straight, long, incredible legs appeared in everyone’s line of sight.
Moving upwards, an expensive black tailor-made suit wrapped around a well-proportioned masculine figure.
The attire worn by him seed inexplicably suited —
just like an noble prince, who should appear in front of people wearing exquisite and precious dresses.
The man, with black hair and blue eyes, seed to blend seamlessly with the expensive suit he wore.
No, he himself was far nobler than the custom-made suit he bore.
“David Redington, it’s David Redington!” A young socialite exclaid his na.
But soon, she was silenced by her parents nearby.
“Quiet down, don’t embarrass us here.”
“This place is Coldwell’s mansion. It’s not where so rising star can co. This David Redington is too bold to dare co here.”
“Mom, that’s not it, that’s David Redin… he’s a…”
The socialite didn’t even finish the word ‘heartthrob’ before she got glared at by her father.
“What heartthrob! Don’t think I don’t know, he’s been retired for several years now and long past his pri!” The girl’s mother also occasionally watched television shows.
This man called David Redington had indeed been very popular a few years ago, but he had not been seen on television for a long ti now.
“He’s just a washed-up celebrity, besides, this isn’t just any place that any celebrity can co to!”
Just as the noble lady finished speaking, they heard Richard Coldwell’s stern voice,
“Cesare.”
Richard Coldwell blurted out David Redington’s foreign na.
The surrounding guests were still waiting to enjoy the drama, but to their surprise, Richard Coldwell approached the recently-entered male star.
David Redington’s deep blue eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile upon seeing Richard Coldwell.
Then, he confidently walked towards his best friend.
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