In the report, he was described as having spent his mysterious rich son driving a Rolls-Royce and escorting Ivanka with bodyguards, staying overnight at Monfort Castle Hotel. Although he did not know Jonas' name, he also learned from the staff inside the hotel that they lived in the Presidential Suite together.

Boggs went out to observe and said, "Sir, don't go out with Miss Trump. Currently, there are at least five tabloid reporters outside the hotel."

Ivanka used his hand to smooth Jonas' frown brows and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to their existence in the United States, but it will only cause trouble for you."

Jonas smiled and said, "I'm just depressed and can't play freely with you in the future."

"This is the price of being a celebrity. You can arrange the show yourself today and I will accompany you tonight."

"I asked Jason to send you to the show, don't work too hard on yourself."

Ivanka said angrily: "Only you will make me work hard." Jonas laughed proudly again with one sentence.

Boggs drove Rolls-Royce to send Ivanka and his party to the show, and he went downstairs to scream Colston, who was still sleeping in. The guy's first plan when he woke up was to go to the fashion week. "Jonas, I contacted a brand manager of Valentino and received his invitation, so I can go to the scene."

Jonas shook his head and said, "I can't go to Ivanka to see other women..."

"Come on, the entire city of Milan is a show. Gucci's main show is at Diana Theatre, but Valentino is at Pavilion No. 33 of the exhibition center, which is a 108,000 miles apart."

Jonas was moved, "So do I need to pull you out of bed right away?"

Colston jumped out of the bed and said with a smile: "I am always fast when there are beautiful women waiting to be there."

The two of them dressed like perverts who were about to go on stage, driving Ferrari and galloping along the ancient streets of Milan's old city. But no matter how Colston showed off, the little BMW driven by Jason followed them tightly.

Colston said in admiration: "Your bodyguard has such good driving skills. I rarely encounter opponents when I drive a Ferrari."

Jonas sarcastically said: "Do you, an amateur player, want to compete with professional players?"

"No, I'm already professional in driving a Ferrari," Colston said proudly: "I've made 50,000 euros in the past few months."

"For your safety, I should seem to take my Ferrari back."

"Oh no Yonas, I know, you've always been my favorite brother."

Jonas couldn't stand his stinginess and shrugged with irresistible power. "Then you should know that I have never let you down. This Ferrari is for you."

If it weren't for driving, Colston would have wanted to hug Jonas and kiss him passionately. The news made him extremely happy. Now he was finally not borrowing the car to drive, but it was really his.

When I arrived at the destination Jonas, I realized that Colston actually joined Valentino's work team as a makeup artist. During Milan Fashion Week, effective makeup artists were very popular. Colston could hook up with girls openly.
Chapter completed!