Quentin just smiled.
He didn’t expect that Charlotte’s so-called best friend would turn out to be this kind of person.
When he had just interacted with Charlotte, he clearly caught the fleeting disdain on this woman’s face.
Only silly Charlotte would believe that Anna was genuinely her friend, wouldn’t she?
At least Anna’s superficial act was quite convincing.
“Hello,” Quentin greeted lightly.
“Hmph.” Anna ignored him completely and pulled Charlotte to sit down.
Her eyes were full of disdain.
“Charlotte, I can’t believe you’re hanging out with this kind of guy again. He’s no longer the son of the former tycoon! He’s just a nobody now, a pauper!”
“What benefit can you get from being with him? Have you lost your mind?”
“So many rich young men and business elites are chasing after you, but you ignore them… Are you… Are you out of your mind?”
“I…” Charlotte was about to speak.
Anna immediately interrupted her and grabbed her hand, “I’m doing this for your own good!”
“Look at my outfit, it costs tens of thousands. The watch was a gift from my ex, worth seven to eight thousand, and I don’t even bat an eye.”
“This guy is a bankrupt pauper, what can he offer you?” Anna taunted.
“All right, let’s stop talking about this,” Charlotte said somewhat awkwardly, but Anna, although a bit materialistic, was one of the few good friends she had.
Besides, She wasn’t wrong.
Anna sneered, “In my opinion, should I introduce a few rich heirs to you? How can this guy match up to you!?”
Quentin frowned. He was right here, and she was already trying to set Charlotte up with other people. Was she treating him like air?
“Stop talking nonsense,” Charlotte scolded.
Unexpectedly, Anna rolled her eyes directly, “Mr. Holland, be a self-aware man. You can’t even afford a pair of pants now, how can you make Charlotte happy? You’ll just hold her back.”
“I’ll give you three days to leave her, otherwise, I’m afraid when those rich heirs come after her in the future, you’ll feel inferior.”
“Don’t bother,” Quentin had no good feelings towards Anna, “If others can give her, I can too, and I can give her more.”
He wasn’t lacking in power or money. Those so-called rich young men were nothing in his eyes.
“You’re delusional,” Anna was close to tears, “What do you have? You’re living in a dream?”
Mr. and Mrs. Holland died, the Zeustimes Group fell into others’ hands, the Holland family declared bankruptcy. What does Quentin have left?
Quentin couldn’t be bothered to argue with her.
“You better leave my friend alone, or I won’t be polite to you!” Anna threatened. She had several rich second-generation friends eyeing Charlotte, and if she really helped them win her over, she would benefit from it. She couldn’t let Quentin ruin everything.
“Who are you to meddle in our affairs?” Quentin’s eyes held a hint of coldness, showing a hint of authority.
This made Anna feel stifled for a moment, and she couldn’t speak for a while.
“All right, everyone, let’s stop arguing and eat, let’s eat,” Charlotte intervened.
During the meal, Anna kept making sarcastic remarks, Charlotte tried to mediate, and Quentin couldn’t be bothered with her.
If it weren’t for Charlotte’s sake, he would have slapped her a long time ago.
“Mr. Holland, didn’t you say earlier that you could afford anything Charlotte wants? Now’s your chance to prove it. This meal costs just ten thousand, go pay the bill!”
Quentin stopped moving.
“What’s wrong? Can’t afford it?” Anna sneered.