Chapter 1794 - 1784: Throwing Oneself Into Someone’s Arms
Baron Lawrence went to the doctor’s office to thoroughly understand Old Master Lawrence’s current health situation with a group of experts. He arranged for Scott Harris to stay at the hospital and keep an eye on this group of experts before leaving the hospital.
The driver was already waiting outside the hospital and immediately opened the car door for him, "President Lawrence, please get in."
Baron Lawrence bent down and got into the car.
The spacious Lincoln sofa was soft, the facilities luxurious, truly a top-notch luxury car among luxury cars. He took out a notebook from the side, not lifting his head, and said to the driver, "To Prestige City Elite."
"Yes, President Lawrence."
Emilia Goldsmith’s birthday party was held at Prestige City Elite.
As a top socialite’s 29th birthday party, Emilia Goldsmith’s birthday party this time was grand. Besides inviting some celebrities, people from both political and business circles attended.
Reporters, Paparazzi moved out at the sound of it.
Those who knew understood this was a birthday party, those who didn’t might have thought it was some sort of peak forum. Otherwise, where would so many luxury cars and so many prominent figures come from to attend?
Baron Lawrence’s Lincoln discreetly drove into Prestige City Elite, and from the moment his car entered this affluent area, reporters had set their sights on it.