My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 776

Chapter 776"Patrick, do you know General Eisenhower from the ¢ City?" Charles seemed to be quite interestedin the Eisenhower family after meeting Christina.In fact, Senior Mr. Hopkins had planned to come with Charles, but he said that it was rare for him tocome to the C City. He wanted to visit his old friend's home, which was the ancestral house ofprestigious General Eisenhower.Patrick didn't expect his jerk friend to bring up the topic of the Eisenhower family.Patrick's deep eyes flashed with surprise, and then he quietly said, “Yes, 1 do.”Charles continued, “That General Eisenhower had a bad temper that was similar to Senior Mr.Hopkins. My grandfather often mentioned that the two of them had fought like cats and dogs in thepast. They have known each other for a long time, but General Eisenhower was in politics andseemed to despise Senior Mr. Hopkins and my grandfather's businesses...”Speaking of this, Charles giggled and touched his nose.He didn't know if it's true or not that General Eisenhower had looked down on the Shepherd andHopkins family. They were all arrogant people, naturally, they rarely contacted each other.“My grandfather used to have some connections with General Eisenhower.”Because Old Master Shepherd was a gentleman, as his later generation, Charles was gentle as well,along with being a little stubborn.“I heard that General Eisenhower had raised a little girl on his own. My grandfather saw her onceand bought a lot of gifts for her, saying that he wanted that girl to be my wife in the future. That girlwas General Eisenhower's granddaughter, who was loved by the Eisenhower family. I bet that shemust have been adorable, for my grandfather's eyes sparkled when he saw her and insisted ontaking her home as his grandson's wife.”Patrick's expression changed slightly, and his mood fluctuated when hearing Charles’ words.Charles did not notice his strange behavior at this moment and continued."Unfortunately, the Eisenhower family turned up nose at us. General Eisenhower had told mygrandfather to stop dreaming with a long face. He was too arrogant, right? If not, maybe I alreadyhad a baby wife when I was a child.” Such a pity"Oh, what a pity, Patrick answered in an odd tone,Charles stopped talking and started to feel awkward. Why was Patrick suddenly in a bad moodacross the table?Just now,” Charles was thinking about what he had said wrong, and when he met Patrick's unkindgaze, he wasstunned and began to say nonsense, “I saw a girl just now. She really looked like Mary, the mostrumored socialite in my father's generation, General Eisenhower's eldest daughter.”Patrick seemed to be reminded of something. He suddenly raised his head again and looked aroundto replace her in the restaurant carefully, but he failedCharles muttered to himself,” It's strange that General Eisenhower, who is so old-fashioned, gavebirth to such a flamboyant daughter as Mary. I heard that Betty Eisenhower, another youngerdaughter of him, was quite docile and a talented woman. She is almost 50 years old now and hasn'tmarried yet. The Eisenhower family seemingly didn’t have good luck on bringing heirs.”After the meal, they left the restaurant.Walking out of Central Square, Patrick asked coolly, “Do you know the Eisenhower family very well?"Charles grinned. “That's because my mom is too jealous, worrying that Mary may be her rival inlove, so we have done enough research in private.”When Charles lowered his head, he realized that Patrick had a brown paper file in his left hand,which lookedconfidential.Charles asked curiously, “Patrick, what's that?”It seemed that Patrick was guilty by his sudden question. He clenched the file in his hand eventighter but answered coldly. “Nothing.” It was obvious that he didn’t want to tell him.The papers Patrick had were about the Eisenhower family and Dickens family.Since Patrick refused to say anything more, Charles didn't have the guts to inquire. He shook hishead and sighed, “I heard that Mary had died a few years ago. Her husband, Donald Dickens, alsomarried a new woman.. General Eisenhower's beloved granddaughter is now estimated to beabused by her stepmother. Oh, if she was willing to marry me back then, she would have a goodlife.”Patrick glanced at him coldly.Charles thought that he himself might have talked too much about the granddaughter of GeneralEisenhower that Patrick was not interested in. He chuckled, Patrick indeed didn't like to listen to thegossip.No matter how thick skulled Charles was, there was one thing that he clearly noticed. When theywent back to the hotel they were staying and passed by a small milk tea shop beside the gate,Patrick especially looked into the milk tea shopCharles caught his unusual behavior and was in a daze for a moment.Patrick became weird after he came back this time.Charles was not interested in participating in the campus activities jointly organized by severalordinary high schools and decisively chose to have fun in a fancy nightclub in the C City.Patrick was originally invited to get high with him. However, he actually refused him with threewords, “Prepare for class,” which had shocked Charles out of his wits.At 7 p.m., night fellSpotlights were focused on the stage in the middle of the school's event square, and the campusactivities began in earnest.Christina was wearing a long, dark blue v-neck evening dress tonight. The upper part of the dresswas dark blue satin decorated with sparkling diamonds. The tight design set off her exquisite figure,which wrapped her arms across her bosom with a deep v-neck. Her long legs were revealed fromthe dress’s hemline with blue yarn, which was fancy and dreamlike.The evening dress seemed to have been tailor-made for her as if it was not a campus activity at all,but rather the most eye-catching top performance on the big screen, bringing out her coldelegance and nobility to distinguish the gap between her and the male host beside her.“I sympathize with the man next to her.” Cindy tittered under the stage."I didn’t expect him to be even more miserable than Sonny last year.”Christina had been the hostess of several important school events, and generally, the male hoststanding next to her became cannon fodder. This year, her evening dress was surprisingly high-end.Although the male host was the most handsome sophomore, there was no match for them. It wastragic.The teachers and students below the stage were full of seats. The open-air football field became thecamp for them to watch the performance, and many students from other schools entered either.There were ten performances in total, including short plays, crosstalk, second-dimensional internetsongs and dances, piano and violin ensemble... And a chorus in the end. The teacher judges in thefront row would rate the performances and awarded the prize for which had won the place.Christina was not stressed. She had been familiar with being the hostess. She only needed tomemorize the speech and interact with the male host. Every time a new performance was on, shehad to go on stage and then go backstage to wait.The only expectation was to wait for the event to end as soon as possible. She had watched therehearsals many times and was tired of it. Women's Day was so grand on campus that she felt that itwas not appropriate, but the leaders paid special attention to it,Looking at her expensive evening gown, she felt that it was worth at least 50000 dollars. If it wasmade by a famous designer, the price would double or even triple. The school's sponsors were toogenerous this time.

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