In Daisy's opinion, Emma Frost's so-called success is entirely achieved through telepathy, constant brainwashing, mind control, and her beauty.
At the age of fifteen, she began to deal with several major forces and many men. Emma Frost relied on her ambition to win the title of White Queen.
This title did not refer to a specific person at first, but after Emma Frost wore this title, everyone agreed that this title belonged to her.
This is a difficult woman. Daisy is not afraid of her, but she also doesn’t want to deal with her. She is still a little wary of her all-pervasive psychic powers.
Emma Frost's psychic ability is second only to Professor Charles, and the gap is not big. Daisy doesn't want to rely on the little mental power she got from the blackened piano.
"Maki, help me turn them all down." She doesn't have the time to go to any dinner party, so as long as it doesn't hinder her, let them go.
Unfortunately, she was in the world and couldn't help herself. In the afternoon of the same day, Xiaojiao specially sent her an invitation, inviting her to a party composed entirely of women. The party had no theme, it was just a group of young rich girls who had nothing to do and had nothing to do.
An activity to have fun together.
Pepper is a bit repelled by this kind of activity organized by a rich girl who has nothing to do, but as the president of Stark Industries, she still needs to abide by the necessary entertainment and the necessary rules of the game.
Two of the girls' family companies are cooperating with Stark Industries. Due to the reasons, she should not refuse it if it is just a chat party.
Of course, Little Pepper has her own friends, but they are all ordinary girls, a bit far away from that circle. In desperation, she tries hard to get Daisy to go with her.
The other party's post-disaster relief fund had just spent 30 million. The words "girls" and "play" also attracted Daisy. She grinded her teeth with a group of old politicians every day, and talked nonsense with Stewed Egg Stark and the others. It was actually quite boring. p>
The women's party immediately made her have emotions similar to longing and admiration. Just thinking about that scene makes people excited. The girls must be particularly "open"!
After thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing major that would endanger the survival of mankind and the peace of the universe during the weekend, so she immediately agreed.
The maid had no love for this kind of party. Daisy drove her Porsche to the party on weekends.
It has entered December, and the temperature in New York is getting colder and colder, but the girls are still dressed coolly. No one will come to such a party wrapped in a coat, because we can’t afford to embarrass that person!
Even if he is wearing a long windbreaker, he will take it off after getting off the car and quickly walk into the villa lobby.
Daisy didn't show off her extraordinary physique, and specially got a woolen coat.
I took it off before getting off the bus.
The party was held at the villa of a wealthy daughter, and Daisy slowly walked in.
She wore a bright yellow dress and a pair of very simple and lively strappy heels.
Most of her jewelry was destroyed by Thor, and she bought some more in the past two days. But today she came here to play, so she simply wore two pieces.
As a heavyweight guest, the owner of the villa personally led her into the venue.
And introduced several rich girls in the small circle to her one by one.
Daisy doesn't know most of them, but she knows the elders of these girls.
"Ms. Bloomberg, oh, I know your father. Your father's administration as mayor of New York City was very efficient. He is indispensable for New York's economy to be the first in the country..."
"Miss Aryan? Oh, the one from Estee Lauder? I once met your father, he was very wise..."
Along the way, the faces of several wealthy ladies turned green.
Daisy's act of pretending to be an elder left them speechless. The woman like Estee Lauder was already thirty years old, ten years older than Daisy, but she had not inherited the family business, so she really had no confidence to argue.
Many of Daisy's properties are not visible to the public, or at least cannot withstand scrutiny. In the eyes of the public, there is very little information about her, but among the rich, it is not too secret.
The reputation of an arms company boss is enough to shock a group of contemporary young women who only study cosmetics and have fun.
Their family's cosmetics company, real estate company, and luxury goods group are somewhat semi-black and white, but compared with the arms company, they look like good people. There is a huge gap in their means and methods of doing things.
Little Pepper soon arrived at the venue. She was wearing a purple dress and luxurious jewelry. She was a little confused when she entered the venue. Daisy waved to her and introduced the rich girls around her.
Compared to Daisy, who sells missiles and submachine guns, the wealthy daughter is obviously more interested in Pepper, talking about what technological products the Stark Group has developed and how much the steel suit costs.
There are even two idiots with big breasts and no brains who ask about Stark's spouse conditions and dream of becoming Mrs. Stark.
For these questions, Little Pepper answered them very appropriately, laughing and joking, as if she didn't care.
Only Daisy knows that if she gives Pepper a submachine gun, she can defeat the two guys who covet Mrs. Stark's position.
They belong to the highest-level circle on the scene, and there are many smaller circles below. The largest number are the girls sent by the entertainment company to liven up the atmosphere.
A very famous girl band was playing hard on the stage. They were wearing vests and hot pants, with smoky makeup on their faces, and they were shouting at the top of their lungs.
The ladies in the audience also put aside their usual pretense and swayed their bodies excitedly to the music.
Women's gatherings naturally don't have to be so restrained. Many girls don't maintain the so-called manners. They all stand or sit in a very imageless manner. A few people gather together to chat, or whisper insults to some men who have other plans for them.