Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband novel Chapter 755

Although the Kardon family had always been regarded as a wealthy family, they had not been able to rank among the rich in New York. It was not surprising that the Kardon family had no connection with top wealthy families.

From the moment they entered the Hansen Mansion, the Kardon family was amazed.

"My God, this courtyard is so beautiful!" Someone from the Kardon family was attracted by the decorates of the Hansen Mansion.

"This guest seems to be a famous dramatist, and that one is a star!" Another one from the Kardon family talked about other guests.

"Wow, there are so many tables on one floor alone. How many people do the Hansen family will entertain?" One from the Kardon family was surprised.

Lenard didn't make a sound, but he was still amazed too.

No one could imagine the lifestyle of the wealthy.

The Hansen family had an expensive big house, luxury cars, beautiful suits, dresses, and fancy jewelry, and almost all the other guests they had invited were wealthy.

But among the guests, only the Kardon family were always dramatically amazed.

Those people seemed to have been used to such scenes. They were all great wealth, like the Hansen family.

Lenard realized this situation, then he thought, "Mr. Hansen invited Hadley and his families over. Maybe Mr. Hansen saw the ability in me and wanted to arrange a better job for me.

Otherwise, Byron wouldn't have arranged the Kardon family and me among such a group of wealthy guests."

Thinking of this, Lenard was excited.

Lenard even thought that if Byron arranged for Hadley to be the acting president of headquarters of the Hansen Group, then Lenard would also be able to follow Hadley as a manager.

If it was true, Lenard would be a promising young man with a mega salary. Then he could start his own companies, and it would not be a problem for him to arrange for his relatives to be presidents of his companies.

If everything went well for him, he would be very rich and got so many girlfriends.

When Lenard was absorbed in his pleasant illusions, Layla suddenly pulled off his sleeve.

"Lenard, take a picture of me here. I'll post it on Instagram to show off later," Layla said.

Lenard looked Georgia up and down and suspected that she was not Georgia.

Because of his impression, the skirts Georgia used to wear had never cost her more than 30 dollars, and the bags that she purchased from Amazon stores cost her less than 16 dollars.

Let alone the poor living conditions of the house she rented before.

But the woman in front of Lenard was wearing a beautiful dress, and her makeup was delicate.

Her temperament was elegant, as if she was born to live in upper-class affluence.

She was completely different from the Georgia he was familiar with before.

But he was attracted to her and stepped forward to greet her.

"Georgia?" Lenard was slightly tentative.