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Chapter 1370

Ì spent a fortune to get this imported from abroad, and it cost me twenty- five grand for the shipment alone. I haven't

touched it at all after it got here. Some of my friends wanted to try it, but I did not allow any of them to. You're the only

person I've ever offered this to." Fiorella said as she beamed at him.

"May I know, what was your purpose of establishing this fund, Miss Fisher?" Jared asked as he looked at her.

"It's getting ever more difficult to keep an enterprise running now. A number of decent projects had to be abandoned

because nobody was willing to invest in them."

"I've witnessed too many excellent projects with massive potential gone to waste, and I've got to say, it's a shame. That

is why I'm trying to do whatever I can to fund those projects that lack the financial resources needed to sustain

themselves." Fiorella said as her face took on a more serious expression.

Jared began to second guess his desire to decline Fiorella's plan after he had seen how determined she was in seeing it

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through.

"That's a very good idea, and you have my support. However, I don't want my name to be on it. Just put yours in it."

Jared said to her in a stern manner.

"No way. The fund wouldn't be as meaningful without your name in it. Your name has to be there if you're going to

be a part of it," Fiorella said, refusing to accept Jared's request.

"I'll have no choice but to outright decline it if you insist," Jared protested.

He had no issues parting with his money for the sake of the foundation, but he would not allow himself to be

Fiorella's partner, as the nature of the fund would not be the same anymore. Furthermore, the public would also

make a scene out of it.

"Let's not talk about this now," she said. "There's little to be gained by continuing this conversation before the fund

has been established.

"Here's to you, Mr. Johnston. Thank you for sparing so much of your precious time for the event. My day became so

much more meaningful with you here tonight.” Fiorella lifted her glass and struck it against Jared's.

Then, she took a sip out of hers.

Jared drank from his glass as well before he looked at Fiorella and asked," How much time do we have left before

the main event? I'll have to excuse myself if I'll have to wait for a long time."

"It won't take long. I'm sure that somebody will notify US about it soon." Fiorella filled Jared's glass before knocking

hers against his.

"Mr. Johnston, you've got to appreciate good stuff like this one," she said, after which she emptied her glass in a

single chug.

'Miss Fisher..." Jared was about to stop her, but it was already too late.

Fiorella placed her glass down, stood up, and strutted off to the wall to the right. Then, she turned the music in the

room on and eyed Jared with a coquettish smile.

"Will you join me for a dance while there's still a little time left?" Fiorella stared at Jared with her sparkling eyes.

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Jared lifted his arm to loosen his tie, while Fiorella made a beeline for him.

Jared leaned back instinctively, but as soon as he did so, he fell back on the bed behind him. He was not feeling good

about it at all, and was about to get up and leave the room, when he began to feel dizzy and disoriented. As of now, he

could hardly muster the strength to prop himself up on the bed.

Then, he saw a beautiful figure approaching him slowly.

"Are you tired, Mr. Johnston? You should rest up here, you know?” Fiorella suggested, inching her way closer to his

cheeks as she drew the tang of his cologne in with each breath.

At that point, she was at the closest she had ever been to him, and she enjoyed it very much.

Jared mustered all of his strength to push her smooth, slender hands that were all over his face away. However, as soon

as he did so, her hand landed on his chest.

"Mr. Johnston, I didn't know that your chest could be so warm," Fiorella said, feeling the warmth on his chest on the palm

of her hand.

Jared tried his best to push her away again, before he staggered his way toward the door. Unfortunately, Fiorella went

after him at an instant, and pulled his jacket off him directly.