Julian Rathborne looked at the poster, which had three big words: Phoenix Plu Pavilion!
The promotional tagline for Phoenix Plu Pavilion went like this: Want soone to talk to you about stars and the moon? Want soone who can discuss everything from poetry to philosophy with you? Then co to Phoenix Plu Pavilion!
The poster also featured the spokesperson for Phoenix Plu Pavilion. Julian Rathborne looked to the left and right, not mistaken at all—it was his daughter, Serena Sterling!
Of course, alongside her was Leah Thorne, the Red Rose!
The photos on the poster were photoshopped, but that didn’t diminish the beauty of Serena and Leah.
"President, I just found out that... Miss Linden recently opened a... Phoenix Plu Pavilion..." his personal secretary stamred.
Julian Rathborne already frowned, his brows shaped like sharp swords. He asked in a deep, llow voice, "What does Phoenix Plu Pavilion do?"
The President might be oblivious to worldly affairs, but the personal secretary knew, sweating profusely, cautiously observing the President’s expression. "President, let tell you, don’t... get upset, Phoenix Plu Pavilion is... a red-light venue, it has many beautiful ladies... entertaining n, talking... playing... and..."
The personal secretary quickly shut his mouth as Julian Rathborne’s handso face turned icy cold. "What are you talking about?"
The personal secretary imdiately straightened his back. "Pres... President, I didn’t say anything..."
Julian Rathborne’s strong chest heaved as he felt a rush of blood to his head. Born into a privileged life, he kept his private life impeccably clean, never having ventured into places like that. But that didn’t an he was clueless!
He had understood, Seraphina Linden actually opened a red-light venue!
What was the boss of such a venue called... a madam?
Madam...?
Great, she alone being a madam wasn’t enough; she roped in his daughter, the heiress of the world’s richest man, to endorse her place?
Julian Rathborne quickly lowered his gaze to avoid passing out from the anger, that damn woman, Seraphina Linden!
His lifeti reputation was ruined by her; how many more surprises would she throw at him?
Julian Rathborne looked at his personal secretary. "Take down this billboard!"
"Pres... President," the personal secretary was almost in tears, "the Phoenix Plu Pavilion ads are already out; removing this won’t stop them elsewhere."
"Then take down all of them and stop any news!"
"Pres... President, it’s probably too late; Miss Linden has sent out an open invitation to all heroes and gentlen to attend. As the queen of Alani, your daughter is unparalleled in beauty, and Leah Thorne, Miss Leah, is the ever-blooming Red Rose in the entertainnt industry. The news of them both endorsing Phoenix Plu Pavilion together has already caused a stir, even crashing the social dia site Weibo. Plane tickets are sold out everywhere, and netizens are claiming they would crawl if they must to see Phoenix Plu Pavilion."
"Moreover, dignitaries from various countries have already boarded private jets heading towards Phoenix Plu Pavilion. Haven’t you noticed, President, all the business associates with us... are not at ho..."
Julian Rathborne, "..."
Julian Rathborne was so angry he was speechless. He quickly took out his phone and dialed Seraphina Linden’s number.
He had actually called Seraphina Linden several tis during this period, but her phone was always off.
Now, it went through.
The lodious ringtone rang once, then was picked up. Seraphina Linden’s charming voice ca through, carrying a hint of laughter, clearly in a good mood, "Hello, Mr. Rathborne, how co you thought to give a call?"
Julian Rathborne ground his teeth in anger. "Where’s my daughter?"
"You’re talking about Serena, right? Serena and Leah are both with now."
"Make them leave imdiately."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? Seraphina Linden, is Serena even your biological daughter?"
"Of course, she’s my own, otherwise, I wouldn’t have called her over."
"..." Julian Rathborne chuckled angrily. "So you’re saying it’s a privilege for Serena to endorse your place?"
"Mr. Rathborne, you’re upset, right? Don’t be, don’t be. I know what you’re upset about—but don’t worry, I’m their mother. I won’t let Serena do anything; just borrowing her beauty for so publicity. After all, Serena and Leah are so famous now, I’m borrowing their fa to gain so traction."
"..."
Listen to her, borrowing her own daughter for publicity.
"Seraphina Linden!" Julian Rathborne gritted his teeth.
"Oh my, Mr. Rathborne, I’m a bit busy now, lots of distinguished guests to host, so I can’t chat with you leisurely. By the way, Mr. Rathborne, be good and take the herb Qiang Huo; I’m looking forward to the day you’ll revive your manly prestige, bye-bye." Seraphina Linden hung up the call.
Listening to the busy tone on the other end, Julian Rathborne felt a rush of blood and his tall, handso figure swayed.
"President!"
"Prepare the private jet, fly to Phoenix Plu Pavilion imdiately!" Julian Rathborne spat out several grim syllables from his thin lips; he would go find her right now and have a good talk about this "manly prestige."
One day, he would make her cry for rcy in bed!
He wanted her to say, Julian Rathborne, you’re amazing!
...
Phoenix Plu Pavilion.
Seraphina Linden went through a whirlwind to set up Phoenix Plu Pavilion, and tomorrow was the grand opening—it was quite the spectacle.
All kinds of heroes and dignitaries from various countries were flocking to attend. Especially near Phoenix Plu Pavilion, there were no vacant rooms in any star-rated hotels. To open a red-light venue to this level, Seraphina Linden claid second; no one dared claim first.
Serena Sterling and Leah Thorne were already staying at Phoenix Plu Pavilion; the two best friends always had endless topics to discuss. Serena tugged on Leah, "Leah, how are things going between you and President Xavier recently?"
Leah lazily swept her hair away from her cheek. "Since the last farewell in Bayside, he hasn’t contacted or appeared in front of , I’ve been busy with promotions and recently joined a new film set, my schedule is packed. I guess we’ve... lost touch."
Serena looked at Leah; Leah hadn’t changed, but also seed to have changed a lot. Her face was calm, no longer smiling, with a cold, sensual aura that was lazily high-class.
Serena knew that during their last conversation, Justin Xavier had let go of Leah’s hand.
How long he could keep up with that, Serena didn’t know.
After all, she always felt that Justin Xavier, though outwardly gentle and refined, was dark and brooding inside—like a ticking ti bomb. His desire for Leah had been too long, just like he had said himself, he treated Leah as his personal possession.
"Leah, let’s talk about you—now that President Xavier has backed off, you need to live a normal life. My kid is already grown, when are you going to start dating?"
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