Chapter 166: Chapter 166

"How much alimony should I ask for, and how should I ask for it? I haven’t decided yet!"

The ten million Anna Thornton referred to wasn’t being asked of Conrad Sterling, but from someone else.

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Recently, there’s time and a need; it’s time for Anna Thornton to settle the score with Jean Zane.

To quickly gather funds before the movie starts filming, Anna Thornton found out Jean Zane was at a certain entertainment club, and that afternoon, she formed a debt-collecting trio with Mary and Quinn Locke.

Many high-end clubs in Aethelgard operate under a membership system.

Without recommendation, regular people can’t just enter casually.

Anna Thornton only found out when she got there. Without an old member’s guarantee, she couldn’t even temporarily buy a membership card.

Of course, she wouldn’t spend such foolish money.

Upon hearing her name, Anna Thornton turned around, seeing Ethan Hawthorne walking towards her.

Remembering Ethan Hawthorne and Anna Thornton had some conflicts on a show before, Mary instantly became vigilant and stood before Anna.

Quinn Locke, unsure of the reason, also took a step forward beside her, backing up Anna Thornton.

"Didn’t expect to see you here, are you looking for President Sterling?" Ethan Hawthorne asked Anna Thornton casually, seemingly not intending to confront or pick a fight.

Hearing this, Anna Thornton raised an eyebrow, surprised: "Conrad Sterling is here too?"

"No need to pretend in front of me." Ethan Hawthorne gave Anna Thornton a knowing smile, "I wondered why you wouldn’t even give me face, turns out you had climbed a higher branch. No wonder, with President Sterling and Young Master Grant backing you up, you certainly don’t need to give me face."

"I was puzzled after, how even though I sealed the show, the director dared to release it? If it’s the intention of President Sterling, I wouldn’t be surprised. Rest assured, I’m not a vengeful person, let’s erase the previous grudges between us."

Since Ethan Hawthorne himself initiated the gesture of reconciliation, Anna Thornton went along with it.

"Conrad Sterling did help me once, but now he doesn’t have any relation with me." Anna Thornton emphasized.

If not President Sterling, could it be Finn Grant behind Anna Thornton now?

No matter which of the two it was, their status in Aethelgard was enough for Ethan Hawthorne to overlook past grievances, even to curry favor with Anna Thornton.

"Let them in, all expenses will be on my account." Ethan Hawthorne instructed the club’s front desk.

"Thank you, Young Master Hawthorne."

"No need to thank me, we’re colleagues in collaboration anyway. I’m celebrating my birthday upstairs today, and President Sterling is here too; do you want to come up and have a drink?" Ethan Hawthorne asked Anna Thornton.

"No, I have other business here."

"That’s fine, being in the same circle, consider me a senior, if there’s anything you need, just let me know, I’ve got your back."

Anna Thornton was somewhat impressed by Ethan Hawthorne’s adaptability!

Previously on the show, Anna Thornton offended him, and afterward, Ethan Hawthorne held a grudge for quite some time, eager to seal both Anna Thornton and his show’s black history.

He even used the Hawthorne Family’s influence to pressure the "Food and Love" production team.

But once Conrad Sterling’s sponsorship arrived, Ethan Hawthorne soon forgot about the incident.

Even the conflict with Anna Thornton could turn into camaraderie and connection within the same circle.

It was evident Ethan Hawthorne’s ambition was not just to be a playboy, enjoying a leisurely life; no wonder he could thrive in both circles.

Seeing Ethan Hawthorne walking away, Anna Thornton was still staring at his back, lost in thought.

Mary couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong, Anna? Are you still worried Young Master Hawthorne will cause trouble for us?"

"It’s not about him; I just find it a bit strange..."

"Strange about what?"

"Since when did Conrad Sterling start mingling with Ethan Hawthorne?"

Looking up and down, left and right, they didn’t seem like the same type at all.

With Conrad Sterling’s temper, wouldn’t he usually refuse to even spare a glance for someone like Ethan Hawthorne?

Today he even gave such big face, coming to help Ethan Hawthorne celebrate?

Anna Thornton couldn’t understand what Conrad Sterling was up to, nor did she bother trying anymore.

At least now she finally got into the club, yet her own business was still undone.

Anna Thornton heard Jean Zane was in a suite on the twentieth floor, and together with Mary and Quinn Locke, she took the elevator, but on the way, they encountered a group of men with eyeliner coming in.

Anna Thornton had heard that high-end clubs, besides having numerous beauties to fulfill men’s needs, also have special services catering to female clients.

Usually, those who come here seeking fun are lonely middle-aged rich women.

Additionally, there are wealthy heiresses coming to explore.

Serving young and beautiful heiresses is certainly preferable over entertaining middle-aged rich women. Clearly, these men mistook Anna Thornton for the first kind of potential client, throwing flirtatious eyes at her as the elevator ascended, making her skin crawl.

Fortunately, Mary played the role of a guardian with Quinn Locke, isolating their artist from these rowdy men.

However, Mary secretly observed that crowd of men, and after they got off the elevator, she whispered to Anna Thornton, "That guy in the white shirt is quite handsome."

"Once the movie finishes filming and we have money, I’ll invite you here to have fun."

Hearing this, Mary blushed instantly.

But noticing Quinn Locke’s alien gaze beside her, Mary immediately protested, "Forget it. I haven’t even had a romance yet, I don’t want my first to be in a place ."

After speaking, seeing Quinn Locke’s unchanged expression, Mary dissatisfiedly glared at him, "What are you looking at? Haven’t you had a girlfriend?"

"I have." Quinn Locke replied.

Could it be that in this world, only she at twenty-five remains single, while even such a dull guy has had a relationship?

Bearing a near-breaking mindset, Mary and Anna Thornton descended from the elevator, discovering the group of men had just entered Jean Zane’s suite.

The suite was filled with other wealthy heiresses, many whom Anna Thornton had seen at Marilyn Ford’s birthday party.

It was clear they were used to such places, each stretching a hand, voluntarily embracing their target man.

The handsome guy in the white shirt had several heiresses vying for him, including Jean Zane.

"I was the first to invite Hale today, so shouldn’t he accompany me?"

"What does being the first to invite matter, I can pay double the price."

"Who said anyone here is poor, I can also pay double!"

"Alright, alright, we’re all sisters; there’s no need to ruin harmony over a man. But I must say, Jean, you have a boyfriend, so you shouldn’t compete for Hale with us singles."

Being collectively dissed by her best friends, Jean Zane indignantly clung more tightly to the arm of the handsome guy in the white shirt: "Who said not being single means I can’t come? Let’s let Hale choose for himself who he wants to chat with."

Jean Zane’s words were suddenly interrupted by a knock at the suite door from behind.

"Am I coming at a bad time?" Anna Thornton asked, half-pushing the door open.

Seeing Anna Thornton, Jean Zane immediately turned sullen: "What are you here for?"