Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere-Chapter 1808: Monica’s Manor

"Well, I do have something I need your help with. I remember you said that you have a good relationship with people in Europe. Do you know anyone from the Serena family?"

Connor and Chelsea did not have much to say, so he went straight to the point.

"Anyone from the Serena family?"

When Chelsea heard Connor’s words, she could not help but be stunned for a moment. Then, she pursed her small mouth and said, "Little Connor, don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to the Serena family’s eldest daughter, Monica? You want me to help you pull strings?"

"No, I have a project that I want to work on with the Serena family..."

Connor replied helplessly. Then, he told Chelsea about Freya.

"So that’s how it is!"

Chelsea sighed after he understood what was going on.

"How is it? Can you help me with this?"

Connor asked directly.

"I can help you, but I’m not sure if I can help you 100%. Why don’t I make a few calls and ask around for you? It’ll be best if I can help you."

Chelsea replied.

"Alright, thank you!"

Connor said excitedly after seeing Chelsea agree.

"Don’t be in such a hurry to thank me. I won’t help you for nothing. I have a request!"

Chelsea said lightly.

"Request?"

Connor couldn’t help but be stunned when he heard this. Then, he frowned and asked, "Do you have any requests?"

"My request is very simple. In a few months, I plan to bring you to the Yaeger family’s birthday banquet!"

Chelsea said.

"What does the Yaeger family’s birthday banquet have to do with me?"

Connor replied in a low voice.

"If you agree to attend the birthday banquet with me, I’ll help you. If you don’t agree, I won’t help you!" Chelsea said firmly.

"..."

Connor hesitated for two seconds, then said in a low voice, "I’m not sure if you can help me, but help me with this first: if Freya’s company can really get this project, I’ll consider attending the Yaeger family’s birthday banquet."

"Alright, then it’s settled!"

Chelsea agreed happily.

"I’m hanging up first!"

Perhaps it was because Chelsea mentioned the Yaeger family, Connor was not in a good mood. After saying this, he hung up the phone.

Although Connor had agreed to Chelsea’s request on the surface, Connor actually had no intention of attending Joseph Lee’s birthday banquet at all. He only wanted Chelsea to settle Freya’s matter first. Once Freya got the Serena family’s project, he would go back on his word, and Chelsea could not do anything to him.

After putting down his phone, Connor walked straight into the second bedroom and lay on the bed to rest.

...

The next day, at eight o’clock in the morning.

Connor, who was sound asleep, was woken up by Freya.

When Connor opened his eyes, he realized that Freya had already changed her clothes and put on makeup. She looked very exquisite and beautiful.

Connor stretched his back and asked, "Are you going out?"

"That’s right. I specially came over to tell you so that you won’t have to worry about me when you wake up and can’t find me..." Freya replied.

"What are you going out for?"

"I’m going to meet with a few European clients. Although I don’t have much hope for the Serena family’s project now, I can’t come to Europe for nothing this time. My friend introduced me to a few bosses who do cosmetics business in Europe, so I plan to meet them and see if I can expand our company’s market here..."

Freya explained.

"Then how long will it take for you to come back? Aren’t we going to meet Monica in the afternoon?"

Connor asked.

"I might not be able to come back in the afternoon. Besides, the person Monica wants to see is you, not me. I won’t go."

Freya said calmly.

"Haha..."

Connor couldn’t help but laugh when he heard Freya’s words. Then, he said jokingly, "Then aren’t you worried that Monica and I will run away?"

"Tsk, if you really have this ability, then I’ll admire you!"

Freya rolled her eyes and was about to continue speaking when her phone rang.

She took out her phone and glanced at it. Then, she muttered to Connor, "Alright, I won’t talk to you anymore. You can continue to rest. My driver has already arrived at the hotel entrance."

Connor nodded. "Alright, then go to your place!"

Freya gave him a light peck on the cheek before turning to leave.

After she left, Connor lay on the bed alone and slept for a while, only waking up at 10 a.m.

When he woke up, Connor began to cultivate the Chi Refining Techniqye.

In the blink of an eye, it was already past one in the afternoon.

It was about time for him to leave now, so Connor changed his clothes and left the hotel.

Connor had just walked out of the hotel when he saw a black Rolls-Royce slowly driving towards him.

A few seconds later, the car stopped beside Connor. The middle-aged Europe man who spoke to Connor yesterday got out of the car and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. McDonald!"

"What a coincidence. I just went downstairs and you’re already here..."

Connor looked at the man and smiled.

"I’ve been waiting here for a long time!" the man explained and then took the initiative to help Connor open the car door.

He didn’t think much about it and directly got into the car.

Connor didn’t talk to the middle-aged man after getting into the car. Instead, he quietly looked at the streets outside. The street scenery in Europe was very good. There were well-built architectural buildings everywhere, and the streets were very clean, giving off a very hospitable feeling.

This was Connor’s first time in Europe, so he was very curious about many things in the city.

About half an hour later, the car drove into a manor.

This manor wasn’t the manor of the Serena family, but Monica’s private manor.

The manor covered an area of nearly 10 hectares, including two underground wine cellars, a garden, three swimming pools, a golf course, and a large forest. According to Butler Monica’s introduction, there were many precious things raised in the forest, which were usually prepared for guests who liked to hunt.

Monica usually didn’t live here. She would only come here when receiving very important guests; after all, this manor was a little too big, and it would take a long time to drive from the villa to the main gate. It was not suitable for Monica to live normally.