Chapter 181 - Appearance

"Where's Eliot?"

Early in the morning, Emily asked Harold over the phone. If Eliot didn't take any action, she would have to go with Plan B.

Harold replied, "Mr. Eliot is still in his room."

"Alright." Emily opened the door with her brows furrowed, "Then you go find me a beautiful woman. It would be the best if she's sexy and charming..."

As Emily was speaking, Christy walked past her in a snow-white fluffy bathrobe, under which her white and thin legs could be seen while she was walking. After covering her yawn with her hand, Christy waved at Emily and said in a lazy tone, "Good morning."

Emily said to Harold, "Never mind. I just found one."

Harold was speechless in confusion.

...

In the Dalton Hotel.

With its family values and disciplines, the Dickersons would definitely take the blind date seriously.

Sydnee went to the Dalton Hotel with Mr. and Mrs. Dickerson. Her grandfather said if the man was okay, they should bring him back home next time so that he could see it for himself. In short, Sydnee's blind date would have to pass several tests set by the Dickersons before he could get engaged with Sydnee.

Growing up in such a family, Sydnee couldn't help but feel depressed. It was the first time she indulged herself in life when she accepted Marquise's invitation at Elsie's birthday party. Unfortunately, it turned out that she couldn't bear the consequence. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to be here and wait for her blind date.

"Hello, Mr. Dickerson, Mrs. Dickerson and Miss Sydnee, I'm Rey Quinn."

Her drifting mind was called back because Sydnee heard her name. She raised her head and looked forward. It seemed that both the Dickersons and the Quinns wanted to be early, so they bumped into each other when they entered the hotel.

Although they were both in the medicine business, the Quinns looked shrewder. Rey's parents were wearing business suits while Rey was in a blue suit. They looked even more energetic because of their dressing. Although Sydnee didn't know anything about Rey as a person, he looked nice.

However, after being harassed by Marquise, Sydnee didn't dare to judge men according to their looks or their family. No matter how good they seemed to be, men could still be a terrible person in private.

Noticing that Sydnee was checking him out, Rey smiled back. He was a little shorter than Marquise. Although he had fair skin, he didn't look sissy. Instead, he looked like one of the elites in business with his fancy suit and tie.

Sydnee managed a weak smile as her reply.

Considering that both Sydnee and Rey had good first impressions of each other, their parents smiled simultaneously.

After small talks, Rey asked the waiter to lead the way to the private room he booked.

Although the Dalton Hotel was not the best hotel in City Y, it was the most popular one. "Fresh ingredients only and no ingredients from the day before" was Mr. Ferne's standard with food. The wine in the wine cellar was Mr. Ferne's personal possession. Most importantly, Mr. Ferne was connected to the Scavos in some way. Sometimes Vincent would come to eat here, which attracted some other people who hoped to meet Vincent by chance. Therefore, the Dalton Hotel had a large daily customer flow, making it very difficult to book a private room.

Seeing that Rey managed to book a private room here, Sydnee's parents thought he was a competent and prudent young man with good manners. In short, the more they looked at him, the more satisfied they felt.

After they all sat down and got ready to order, Rey handed the menu to Sydnee and said, "After you, Miss Sydnee."

Sydnee did not refuse. She ordered some food for her parents and then handed back the menu.

As he ordered, Rey asked her, "Why didn't you say anything?"

Being nudged by Mrs. Dickerson, Sydnee replied with a reluctant smile. "I've caught a cold and my throat hurts more when I am talking."

"Then I will order a glass of honey water." After Rey finished ordering, he smiled at Sydnee and said, "It's good for your throat. You will feel better after drinking it."

Sydnee smiled politely, "Thank you."

There was nothing different in the blind date for people who were in the business of medicine.

Parents would exchange detailed information about their children and have an elaborate discussion about their children's plans in the future.

Sydnee felt very uncomfortable. She disliked blind dates indeed. She felt she was on the chopping block, waiting for her doom after their parents made a deal.

She could hardly breathe and kept taking deep breaths while looking down.

"Miss Sydnee, what's going on? Are you unwell?" Rey noticed her abnormality and asked.

Sydnee stood up and said, "If you will excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."

"Take your time."

Her parents stopped talking and both smiled at her.

When she closed the door, Sydnee heard that their parents started to talk about their children's education in primary school.

Walking along the corridor, Sydnee found an interesting painting on the wall. There was a painting in private box too, with a child sleeping under a tree. It was all very soothing

The painting at the corridor was different from that one. Using vivid colors, this painting seemed to be accomplished with more mature and bolder painting skills. The raindrops were painted as threads. Colorful shoals seemed to be chasing after the raindrops and playing around in the rippled lake.

At first sight, it was about the joy of fish on rainy days. However, the painting was divided into two parts by its colors: the upper half was filled with gray raindrops while the lower half had more colors. Sydnee felt the message of the painting. It was about life.

"Do you like it?" Someone asked.

However, this question wasn't for her. Sydnee raised her head to look at the speaker. It was a plain-looking man accompanied by a very beautiful woman in good shape. Her legs under the white mink were thin. She had that look of the 1980s, effortlessly stylish. She glanced at the painting on the wall. And that glance carried with it endless and enchanting elegance.

Though as a woman, Sydnee was attracted by her charm. Not to mention Rey, who had followed Sydnee out. Fixing his eyes on that woman, Rey was shocked because he had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

Seeing Sydnee and Rey coming out of the room, Christy looked sideways at her diamond watch and said to the plain-looking man, "It's been an hour."

Just as Sydnee was guessing their relationship, the man quickly took out a credit card from his pocket and handed it to Christy. "I would pay you a hundred thousand. Can you stay for another hour and have dinner with me?"

Sydnee was shocked.

Did that man just pay a hundred thousand yuan in order to spend an hour in having dinner with this woman?

Christy reluctantly nodded and pointed at the painting on the wall, "I like that."

"Okay. Waiter!" The man shouted, "I want to buy this painting."

"Sir, this painting is one million." The waiter came over and said.

The man said with pride, "So what? I want it now. Wrap it up for me now!"

"Yes, sir!"

Afterwards, the man led Christy to the dining hall for dinner. Christy was so beautiful that this explained why the man wanted to show off his date in public.

Sydnee couldn't believe it. It took her years to save up to seventy thousand, but this woman earned a hundred thousand just because she agreed to have dinner with a man.

Moreover, the man bought her the painting she liked without hesitation, even though the painting cost a million.

If favors were only available for the good-looking, what else could she look forward to for the rest of her life?

Sydnee fell silent in confusion. She couldn't help but doubt her own values.

Rey, on the other hand, was worried that Christy would disappear like Cinderella after dinner, so he followed her to the dining hall. Not long after, he saw that she stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Considering this was his opportunity, Rey followed her to the bathroom.

At the same time, though still trapped in confusion, Sydnee got a text message from Emily, which read, "Take your mother to the bathroom."

Emily didn't offer any explanation about her message.