Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 1162: Striking It Rich

"Hello, this is Clover, raised by Elder Kane at our ranch."

Clover is a golden horse, well taken care of, with soft and glossy fur.

Kyle Keaton watched as July Quinn and the man who annoyed him sped past. He simply jumped onto Clover’s back and chased after July Quinn and the others.

July Quinn and Allen were striving hard to catch up, competing for first place.

Then another horse suddenly darted ahead of both of them.

"Who is that? Didn’t I instruct them to keep others out?"

Allen, being a king, was accustomed to being in places where only his staff was present, with no others around.

Even in Desrozin City, he wasn’t quite used to sharing a ranch with others.

"These useless idiots, if they can’t even manage a horse ranch properly, they might as well go back to the womb and start over."

Allen cursed and swore, at one point considering having the ranch staff and his own men join forces to drive away the man and his horse who suddenly intruded.

But then, July Quinn caught a glimpse of the man riding on the horse ahead, and suddenly smiled radiantly.

"That’s my man. Anyone who dares to drive him away is going against me!"

"Your man?"

Allen was taken aback, and July Quinn overtook him.

Once he snapped back to reality, he hurriedly urged his horse to chase after them.

In this way, the three soon finished the entire race.

Kyle Keaton arrived first, July Quinn second, and Allen third.

"I haven’t run like this in a long time, it feels great."

Allen exclaimed.

"Don’t forget to give me that pink diamond." July Quinn dismounted.

But Kyle Keaton, who also dismounted, caught onto the key point.

"What pink diamond? If you want it, I’ll get it for you." He grabbed July Quinn, slightly agitated.

Implying that there’s no need to hang around the ranch with another man for such a trivial thing.

July Quinn knew right away that this man’s old jealousy issue had come up again.

"A hundred and fifty-carat pink diamond, you think you can just get it like that?"

Whether lacking a sharp mind or intentionally provoking Kyle Keaton, Allen emphasized the "hundred and fifty-carat" part.

But the latter seemed unfazed by Allen’s dazzling royal attire, and said, "Isn’t it just one hundred and fifty carats? I’ll have someone search for it in my mines right now."

Allen nearly burst into laughter, "You sound like you actually have a mine."

Indeed, Allen isn’t quite familiar with money, but he understands mines.

Not owning a mine, in his eyes, doesn’t qualify one as wealthy.

So, in his view, Kyle Keaton probably isn’t rich, aside from looks, he’s got nothing else to his name.

Just after he mocked Kyle Keaton, July Quinn informed him, "His family has mines, probably around a hundred of them."

Indeed, The Keaton Family is an industry leader domestically, but the real business is overseas.

So, just under Kyle Keaton’s name, there are about a hundred mines.

On top of that, The Kane Group reportedly also has several significant diamond mines.

In a sense, one could say Kyle Keaton is already a mining magnate.

"Around a hundred? Really?"

Allen was almost jaw-dropped.

Their royal family only owns five mines, granting them a carefree existence within five generations.

With about a hundred mines, wouldn’t their wealth inevitably be enough for countless generations to spend?

"You could look up The Keaton Family in Esteria, then you’d know if what I’m saying is true."

But Allen knew Her Majesty, July, wouldn’t deceive him, so he didn’t even bother to search and promptly handed Kyle Keaton his business card, eagerly.

"Hello, I am King of Meridia, Allen. Would you be interested in discussing the future prospects of the mining industry over a conversation?"