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Jessica looked at Daniel sterly, gently explaining, ‘Daniel, we came here tonight just for fun. I dont see the fun in this, and a billion is just way too much. So, I can’t lend
“If you don’t lend it to me, then fil find someone else who will,” Daniel said with a
chuckle, making no joke of it, for he saw Isabella Evans had arrived.
Isabella, visiting New York for the first time, was a stranger to Andrew and his crowd Upon entering the venue, she had greeted the staff and asked to keep her identity under wraps. She came discreetly, aiming to observe and uncover the true colors of New York’s high society.
“Borrow from someone else? Who in the world would lend you a billion?” Jessica
asked with a smile, thinking Daniel was joking. After all, there were only a few in New York who could pull out a billion dollars, let alone lend it to Daniel. She believed no
one other than herself would be willing to lend him a billion.
“A beautiful woman,” Daniel cryptically responded without a direct answer.
“A beautiful woman? Which beautiful woman?” Jessica asked, her pretty face still smiling, thinking Daniel meant her.
“The one who lends me the billion dollars will be the beautiful woman,” Daniel
quipped, glancing at Brittany. “Brittany, would you like to be that beautiful woman?”
“Sure! It’s just a billion, right? Country boy, if you really want it, I can lend it to you,” Brittany agreed–surprisingly?
This left Jessica taken aback, but she quickly figured it out. Brittany agreed because
she simply couldn’t produce a billion. If she could, she would never have said yes. So,
Jessica asked with amusement, “And where, Brittany, will you find a billion to lend to
Daniel?”
“A billion isn’t much–just numbers, after all. Actually, Daniel, how about I give you my
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checkbook, and you write whatever amount you want,” Brittany proposed, chuckling.
“But there’s just one thing,” Brittany added, “you’ll have to cash that check yourself.”
Andrew, knowing Brittany to be less than gracious with her words, interjected, ” Brittany, that sounds like something not too hard to do.”
“Maybe not too hard for Daniel. That bank’s in hell, and I’m pretty sure he’ll be heading there soon enough,” Brittany said.
“Brittany, you’re quite the joker. The kid’s got decades to live–are you suggesting he goes now?”
Daniel, grinning at Andrew, retorted, “Andrew, I don’t mind at all, but I’m not too
familiar with banking affairs. Could you go down first and guide me?”
“Why should I go to hell?”
“To reunite with your family!” Daniel shot back.
“You…you country bumpkin! Shameless! Rude!”
Andrew restrained from swearing to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor. After
collecting himself, he challenged Daniel, “Country boy, it seems you can’t borrow a billion. So, just admit defeat!”