Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

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After passing out the gifts, Cynthia and Filip headed to their table near the entrance. It was still empty, so they lingered by the side.

Suddenly, Filip’s phone buzzed. He checked it and quickly walked toward the side door leading to the garden.

Cynthia knew it was Lilian calling, but she didn’t mind. Instead, he admired the antique decor in the banquet hall. The entire wall was lined with stunning Victorian ceramics, which were truly breathtaking.

Before long, a young girl approached. “Are you

Mrs. Yates?”

Cynthia turned and replied, “How can I help you?”

“I’m Cherry White, the granddaughter of the commander from the Betrico military district. Can I ask about your Laron Floral Essence formula?” Before Cynthia could answer, Cherry added, “I’ll buy the formula from you for

Cynthia smiled. “It’s not a big secret. I make it just for fun. If you want it, I’ll just give it to you.”

Cherry’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Really? You’d give it to me?”

“Yeah, just add me on WhatsApp, and I’ll send you the formula tonight.” Cynthia smiled. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

any price.”

Cherry quickly added Cynthia on WhatsApp. Soon, several other girls joined them. “I want it too. Can you add my WhatsApp, Mrs. Yates?”

Cynthia was surprised by the sudden crowd but added them all, promising to share the formula later. After all, these girls- were either the mayor’s daughters, wealthy heiresses, or the granddaughters of high–ranking officials.

Shirley watched from a distance, fuming. She gritted her teeth and complained to Selena, “Mom, are they all clueless? Why are these Betrico girls trying to impress Cynthia? What’s in it for them?”

Selena stayed composed. “They aren’t naive. All the guests brought fancy gifts, but only Cynthia stood out to Susanna. They want the formula to win over her in the future. After all, one of them will likely marry into the Bennett family.”

Shirley scoffed, “What’s the point of impressing Susanna? Jonathan will marry whoever he wants. Maybe he doesn’t even like- those polished princesses. Maybe he prefers a rebellious Cinderella.”

Selena seemed to read her mind. “Shirley, the Jones family is one of the top families in Roncrity, but we can’t compete with the Betrico girls. The Bennett family is out of our league. But honey, I will definitely find you a good match in Roncrity.”

“Mom, you know Roncrity can’t compete with Betrico. But people are always looking for something better. Why can’t I give r it a shot? Maybe Jonathan will like me,” Shirley insisted, ambition flickering in her eyes.

Selena shook her head, looking a bit helpless. She knew social class was a tough barrier to cross. Wealthy folks were more practical than ordinary people, especially those from prestigious families, who prioritized social standing. The idea of a prince and a Cinderella only existed in fairy tales.

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Meanwhile, the Betrico girls gathered around Cynthia, cagerly eager to chat with her. Cynthia played along, relishing the attention, but she could sense the competition simmering beneath the surface.

“I saw him last month, and he said I looked pretty.”

“Please! Before Susanna sent out those invites, nobody knew Jon was even in Roncrity. You’re making that up.”

“Okay, maybe I exaggerated a bit, but seriously, is it cringy to call him Jon? Do you even know him? I bet you’ve never even

spoken to him!”

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Cynthia began to connect the dots–these ladies all had crushes on Jonathan. But she couldn’t comprehend why they took him so seriously, considering they all came from affluent families.

Sensing Cynthia’s confusion, Cherry leaned in closer to explain, It’s not just that Jonathan is the heir to the Bennett family. You’ll understand once you lay eyes on him–no other guy will compare.”

‘So, these girls are all about looks‘ Cynthia chuckled softly. She’d had her fair share of crushes herself. After all, her initial attraction to her lover had started off during a wild night of drinking, but three years with him had been rooted in his charm.

Just then, Zach rushed in. “Mr. Bennett is back!” he announced, making a beeline for Susanna.

The lively hall fell silent in an instant. Everyone turned to the entrance, wondering if “Mr. Bennett” was Jonathan. Rumor had it that Susanna had three daughters, and Jonathan was her only son, born when she was in her forties.

The chattering girls around Cynthia quieted, their eyes glued to the door. Cynthia held her breath in anticipation.

Just then, in walked a tall man in a sharp, tailored suit, complete with a deep blue tie. He had an athletic build with broad shoulders and a slim waist. Each step he took seemed to resonate in the hearts of the young girls.

Wow, his figure is truly a sight, Cynthia admired silently. But as her gaze traveled upwards, she froze. It felt like she had been hit with a spell, and all the blood drained from her face.

His features were perfectly chiseled, with a jawline that looked like it had been sculpted by a master artist–a true work of art. His skin had a sun–kissed glow, giving him an air of timeless beauty that felt both pure and striking.

Yet, his lips had a striking red hue, as if he had just applied lipstick. This shade stood out sharply against his skin, making him look like an angel who had fallen from the heavens but remained dignified among ordinary people. His presence brought a chilling elegance, an aura that seemed to cool the air around him.

He didn’t even glance at Cynthia as he walked by, leaving her dazed. After a moment, she managed to ask, “Who is he?”

The young ladies erupted into chatter.

“That’s Jonathan. The one and only guy in Betrico!”

“It’s been three years since I last saw him, and he looks even hotter and more aloof now.”

“Didn’t you say you were going to make a move on him? Look at you now, too shy to even say hi.”

“You’re not any better!”

As the girls bickered again, Cynthia remained in a daze, trying to shake off the overwhelming feeling. ‘Could that really be him? No way…