The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 376

Even if he had a hundred brains, he couldn't bring himself to believe that Donald was the renowned Lord Campbell that shook the world.

James felt that everything seemed so ridiculous. With that, he passed out the next second.

Donald said, “Send him to Sebastian, and let him handle it.”

“Sure, Lord Campbell. But, will Sebastian comprehend your intentions?” Kingsley responded.

Donald replied, “Sebastian is an important figure. Don't assume that he's a womanizer and a haughty man. That's only his disguise. He wants to get to the top, so he has to use his method. If he's cruel and smart enough, he will use me to pull Oscar down this time and take over the position. If he can't even grasp the opportunity, then there's no hope for him to be the eighth heir.”

“Noted. I'll make the arrangements right away,” Kingsley said.

As they were talking, Donald's phone suddenly rang. He was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't because his phone rang. He was stunned because of the reminder on his memo.

Is any important event coming up soon?

At that point, he couldn't remember anything at all.

Turning on his phone, he saw a reminder on the screen. He set the reminder himself last year. August eighth. Jennifer's birthday.

He turned to look outside the window after turning off his phone. Is tomorrow August eighth? There are 22 more days before New Year and before I have to enter Lord Campbell Mountain Villa. It also indicates that I have 20 over days left in my life.

If the controlled fusion technology had not materialized to remove the Jadar Stone with the artificial sun before New Year, he would most likely die.

“Tomorrow is Jennifer's birthday,” Donald muttered.

Kingsley asked, “Lord Campbell, are you going to celebrate for Ms.

If he were to end someone's life, he could come up with various ways to slash that person thousands of times while still keeping the latter alive. He could also explain how to dismember a body into eighteen pieces. However, if he were to win a woman's heart, he had no clue at all.

“Forget about it. I'll have a look around,” Donald said.

Then, he got out of the car and hailed a taxi. “Sir, which restaurant is the best and more luxurious in Pollerton? I want to celebrate the birthday of a female friend.”

The taxi driver was an outspoken man. He knew Donald was a rich man the moment he saw the latter alighting from a Cadilac One. “It has to be Sky Garden then. That is a very romantic place, but it's more expensive.”

“Money's not a problem. I want it to be luxurious,” Donald replied.

“Book the entire Sky Garden and activate the revolving staircase. Then, hire Clara, the famous pianist, over to perform live. Is that luxurious enough?” As the taxi driver spoke, he also accelerated the speed. “The only thing is you may need 30 to 50 million for the whole thing. Just Clara’s performance fee alone will cost you ten million. On top of that, it's difficult to book her.”

The taxi driver wasn't old. He was at most in his thirties. His gaze filled with enthusiasm when he spoke. “When I was in my twenties, I dreamed of hosting such a romantic birthday celebration for my girlfriend. However, reality hits me hard. Sky Garden needs to verify your net worth. One needs to have at least one hundred million worth of personal assets to qualify for that. Secondly, you need to book one month ahead. The owner is a wealthy man, and that place belongs to the Yund Group. Thirdly, not everyone is eligible to make a booking there.”