Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 1032: That’s Versailles!

"Mr. Kane, hello. I’m Klein Bruce, nice to meet you."

"Mr. Kane, it’s a pleasure. I..."

People flocked one after another, all wanting to greet the descendant of the Kanes.

Yet, even when surrounded by a crowd, nothing could overshadow the man’s extraordinary presence.

Moreover, facing the flattery of these people, the man not only remained at ease but also gave off an air that naturally demanded admiration and awe.

Since the man remained silent, the task of responding to these eager individuals fell upon Thomas Grant, who attended with him.

"Our gentleman’s surname is Keaton, not Kane, thank you!"

"Lord Keaton said there’s an opportunity for collaboration. Of course, if you have any promising proposals, you may also take the chance to submit them."

Thomas Grant didn’t expect that even at his age, he had such potential to be a social butterfly.

In the midst of so many people singing praises loudly, he managed with such ease.

While Thomas Grant continued smiling and greeting everyone, Kyle Keaton surveyed every corner of the party with calm eyes.

He hadn’t come to this party to meet these unnecessary contacts, nor did he need these entangled relationships.

He was here solely to find July Quinn.

After scanning more than half the venue and still not finding July Quinn’s figure, Kyle Keaton felt as if his heart was about to stop.

So far, he had no concrete evidence that July Quinn was still alive; everything was based on his speculation.

If July Quinn’s figure was still absent from Laura Quinn’s birthday party today, it could basically be concluded that she was already...

A certain assumption crossed Kyle Keaton’s mind, but he didn’t dare to continue the thought.

Just then, he caught sight of a tempting profile.

It was a woman in a black spaghetti strap evening gown, the form-fitting cut accentuating her ample chest and slender waist, presenting a pleasing view.

That silhouette looked very much like July Quinn.

The key was the little lace hat that obscured most of her face...

This sight caused Kyle Keaton’s heart, which was sinking to its lowest point, to leap up once again.

For a moment, he wanted to ignore those blocking his way, wanting to engage him in conversation, and trace her whereabouts.

Yet, at this moment, Jennings blocked his path.

"Hello, I am Jennings Mason; nice to meet you."

"Hello, I am Kyle Keaton."

After all, he was from the Marsden Family, so Kyle Keaton had to give him some respect.

"Elder Kane has always said he feared leaving no successor. Now with a descendant like you, he must be very pleased."

"Actually, I didn’t plan on taking over the Kane Group before; it’s just that recently I saw my grandfather aging, and I feared he would overwork, so I decided to take over."

As Kyle Keaton spoke some truths, he continued to glance around the party, searching for July Quinn.

Little did he know that his "truths" made Jennings inwardly scoff.

The Kane Group was vast and wealthy, surpassing even the combined wealth of several other families.

Such a large enterprise—Jennings didn’t believe Kyle Keaton was truly unplanned to take over.

Yes, it was definitely just modesty.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken over the management of the Kane Group at such a critical moment.

Amidst this conversation full of undisclosed intentions, July Quinn had already distanced herself from the party’s clamor.

Walking through a dim hallway, she observed her surroundings, finally fixing her gaze on a door adorned with a bouquet of lavender.

Before starting her search for Laura Quinn, July had already learned some of Laura’s preferences from Elder Cole.

It was said that Laura Quinn loved lavender, so whenever it was lavender season, her room would be filled with lavender everywhere, even the doorway.

Thus, the room July Quinn had just noticed was very likely Laura Quinn’s room.