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In Daisy's opinion, Emma Frost's so-called success is entirely the result of telepathy, constant brainwashing, mind control, and her beauty.

Claiming to have never left high heels since she was eight years old, she dyed her hair blonde, had her breasts enlarged, and dealt with several major forces and many men. Emma Frost relied on her ambition to earn the title of the 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 doesn't want to deal with her either. 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 to endure it.

"Maki, help me turn them all down." She didn't have the time to attend any dinner party, so as long as it didn't hinder her, she could let them do what they did.

It's a pity that she was in the world and couldn't help herself. In the afternoon of that day, Xiaojiajiao specially sent her an invitation, inviting her to a party composed entirely of women. The party had no theme, 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 averse to 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 even if it is just a chat party.

Of course, Pepper had her own friends, but they were all commoner girls, a little far away from that circle. In desperation, she tried hard to get Daisy to go with her.

The opponent's post-disaster relief fund had just spent 3000 million. The words "girls" and "playing" 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.

The women's gathering immediately gave her emotions such as yearning and longing.Just thinking about that scene makes people's blood boil. The girls must be particularly "open"

After thinking about it, it seemed that there was 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, and they 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 then quickly walk into the lobby of the villa.

Daisy didn't show off her extraordinary physique, and specially got a woolen coat.

I took it off before getting out of the car.

The party was held at the villa of a wealthy daughter, and Daisy walked in slowly.

She wore a bright yellow long skirt with side slits, which was exposed every time she walked. Under her feet was a pair of very simple and bright high heels.

Most of her jewelry was destroyed by Thor, and she bought some more in the past two days.But today I came here to play, so I 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 didn't know most of them, but she knew 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 to the fact that New York's economy now ranks first in the country."

"Miss Aryan, I have met your father from Estee Lauder. He is 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 30 years old, ten years older than Daisy, but she didn't inherit the family business, so she really didn't have the 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. She keeps 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, without seeming to care.

Only Daisy knew that by giving Pepper a submachine gun, she could defeat the two guys who coveted 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.

The drummer, who seemed to have a rather majestic chest, had some idea. Maybe it was to get a better position, or maybe it was because it was hotter. She took off her vest and performed a solo with all her strength.

The drumsticks pounded along with the music, the indescribable objects shook with the beat, and the atmosphere of the scene was pushed to a high point.

Some of the girls were conservative and just cheered, while some were bold and bold, taking off their coats and throwing them into the air. For a moment, all they could see were slim waists and long legs.

Daisy was very happy when she saw the cool outfits of the girls. For the first time, she felt that the United States was so beautiful. It was much more eye-catching than the rough guys in Asgard who only knew how to wrestle.

The on-site waiters are all women, wearing garter stockings and underwear with high heels. They are all smiling, like butterflies, constantly walking around the hall, serving drinks to the guests.

Naturally, women's gatherings don't have to be so formal. Many girls don't maintain the so-called manners. They all stand or sit in a very shameless manner. A few people gather together to chat, or whisper insults to some men who have other plans for them. Boss, male colleague.