Richest Mogul

Chapter 1867

Bud found Vivian exceptionally young and attractive, even more beautiful than some celebrities. He had secretly taken a few photos earlier.

He had shared with a few friends who had similar interests, expressing his intention to "win over" this young beauty.

But when he tried to make conversation, he was immediately rebuffed. It seemed that the younger they were, the more bold they acted. But he believed that, in the end, they could still be deceived by material things.

Vivian coldly responded, "Your watch is fake. Even if it were real, it would be worth just over ten thousand dollars, but the fake one might not even be worth several thousand dollars. Sir, please leave."

Normally, she was patient with older people, but she couldn't muster any for this

man.

Bud's face flushed with embarrassment, his frustration clear as he hadn't expected anyone to see through his fake watch. "You!"

Before Vivian could respond further, a woman from the front row turned to Bud and said, "I can tell. The young lady just wants some space. You're the one with bad intentions."

that this young woman was not like the others he had encountered before she

the encounter. But when she got off the bus, passed through the checkpoint at the tourist

so harsh," he said, trying to make

around. There were only a few scattered people ahead. It was true that not many people visited the

Skylar had hiked that day, and she was carefully studying the path when Bud once again interrupted

et jer

respond, Bud quickly added, "How did you figure out my watch was fake? I didn't think wearing something too flashy while hiking today was appropriate, so I brought a fake one. I have watches worth over 70 or 80 thousand dollars

shot him a glance. "You've been following me since

as he realized that the young woman before him was sharper than he had expected He

aught

let me be more straightforward. I'm interested in you,

me how much you want per month. I can provide you with a life in the upper class,

laugh, surprised by the absurdity

and called Paul, "Mr. Ziegler, I'm at Summit Mountain. Could you please contact the