Chapter 247
Chapter 247
Marilyn approached the window curiously and was dumbstruck once again.
“Isabella, come quick! Harold's way too much of a romantic!” Her eyes were so glued to the scene outside her window that she didn't want to turn her head back to look at her friend.
Instead, she stretched her hand backward and waved at Isabella.
Isabella, who was still watching the news, walked toward the window with curiosity when she heard Marilyn yell.
“This is...” Much like Marilyn, she was dumbfounded the instant she saw the scene outside the window.
There were seven helicopters hovering outside.
Each helicopter had a large LED sign attached at the bottom, which read: I'm sorry, Isabella!
The words were huge, and since it was already dark outside, the message was blindingly obvious.
The helicopters slowly flew around Marilyn's house after that.
When the seven helicopters flew to the balcony, Marilyn and Isabella also headed there.
All seven helicopters flew in circles above the balcony for a while. Everyone in the city could see it.
“Look! There are so many helicopters. There are LED signs with colorful words on them too!” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Many people were stunned when they saw the helicopters. They quickly called for their friends, family, and loved ones to watch the sky.
“Holy shit! Who's so rich that they're using seven helicopters to pick up women? Does this mean those who are poor no longer have the right to argue with their girlfriends?”
“Oh my god. Did you guys see the logo on the helicopters? Those are Paradise Hotel's helicopters...”
Countless citizens of Dellmoor were gazing at the seven helicopters flying above Marilyn's mansion.
Meanwhile, on the balcony of the Xenos residence, Gordon was talking to his girlfriend on the phone when she suddenly asked him to look at the eastern sky.
When he raised his head, he saw the helicopters and Isabella's name on the LED signs. He promptly asked his sister to look at them. “Brittany, come out and check this out! I wonder who the rich guy using those seven choppers to apologize to that b*tch, Isabella, is. Is it that pretty boy, Harold? He never done anything that romantic when he was with you, right?”
Brittany came out with a look of jealousy in her eyes.
Then she answered her brother with resentment, “When he was still with me, he was just a poor b*stard! The best he could do was bring me to a high-class restaurant once or twice per month after getting his pay!”
“That's true. It's only thanks to the filthy amount of money Isabella gave him that he's able to pull off
romantic stunts like this...” Gordon uttered in disdain as he stared at the aircraft before returning to his conversation with his girlfriend.
The next moment, his face fell. “Brittany, I... My girlfriend wants me to do something similarly romantic for her too! You need to help me! If we don't have enough money, we can extort more from that brat, Harold!”
“Enough!” Brittany finally had enough of her brother. “Stop messing around. Take a good look at the helicopters. Those belong to Paradise Hotel. You can't rent those just because you have the money to, so save your breath!”
If not for Gordon's marriage, she wouldn't have broken up with Harold.