As if to prove Mrs. Donovan's point, the moment Jeremy Donovan appeared, many people instinctively took a few steps back, putting distance between them. They had clearly heard of his reputation and wanted nothing to do with him.
While some couldn't stand his attitude, others were naturally envious of his sudden wealth and wanted to suck up to him for a piece of the pie.
Seeing that Jeremy had been asking around for a while with no one engaging him, and the atmosphere was about to turn cold, a man in his early thirties quickly darted out from the side. He proactively explained to Jeremy what everyone had been doing.
After listening, Jeremy Donovan raised an eyebrow, the fat on his face jiggling as he laughed.
"HAHAHA, fortune-telling? Quentin Donovan, has your family gone mad with poverty? To have the daughter you just managed to get back perform this kind of hocus-pocus at an event like this? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourselves in public? HAHAHAHA..."
