Chapter 466: Roman Abramovich

In the evening, at Annabel's private club in the Mayfair district, lights were flashing and the atmosphere was electric. As one of London's top high-end nightclubs, the club often attracted many celebrities for leisure.

Charles was lounging on the sofa with Emma Roberts, sipping champagne and soaking in the ambiance.

"Didn't you go to Hull City to support your team?" Emma Roberts asked contentedly while leaning against Charles.

Charles shook his head, placing his hand on the girl's thigh and replied with a smile, "No point, the gap in strength is too big!"

Emma Roberts was just under 160 cm, but her legs looked quite long and very nice.

Then, Charles tilted his head down and started passionately kissing Emma Roberts, their lips and tongues entwined.

When Charles and Emma Roberts were about to leave, he ran into Roman Abramovich in the restroom hallway.

"Charles, good evening. I heard you arrived in London a few days ago. I thought you might go to Hull City to watch the game today," Roman Abramovich greeted him warmly.

"A newly promoted team is no match for our Arsenal," Charles responded with a smile.

"Come over for a drink," Roman Abramovich invited.

Charles nodded, "I have a friend, I'll bring her along."

Soon, Charles brought Emma Roberts to Roman Abramovich's table.

"Charles, this is Emma Watson. You should be familiar with her," Roman Abramovich said. Next to him was Hermione from the Harry Potter series.

Charles smiled, "This is Hollywood's Emma Roberts!"

"Mr. Capet, good evening," said Emma Watson, who obviously knew about Charles Capet. She greeted him and then hugged Emma Roberts.

The two Emmas, being of similar age and both in the entertainment industry, hit it off well. One was the globally popular lead actress of the Harry Potter series, and the other was the famous niece of Julia Roberts.

"Roman, Chelsea hasn't made any moves in this winter market, has it?" Charles asked with a smile.

Roman Abramovich sighed, "You know the situation. The financial crisis has shrunk my assets significantly!"

The global financial crisis had led to a drop in oil prices, causing the stock prices of many Russian energy companies to fall. Roman Abramovich's assets had also taken a significant hit. At that time, the richest owner of an English Premier League club was Manchester City's Mansour, with Charles Capet being the runner-up.

Charles smiled and continued, "Liverpool is doing well this season. Fernando Torres is really something; Chelsea needs to be careful, or they might lose their Champions League spot for next season!"

Currently, Chelsea was fourth in the league, behind Liverpool. Last season in the Champions League, Chelsea had defeated Charles's Arsenal and Manchester United to reach the final.

Roman Abramovich chuckled, "That won't happen. There are still more than ten matches left, and the points are really close!"

Manchester United and Arsenal were just one point apart at the top of the table, with an eight-point gap between Manchester United and Chelsea.

Charles smiled. Was Roman Abramovich not interested in Fernando Torres yet? Liverpool's owners, George Gillett and Tom Hicks, were not managing the club well.

"By the way, Charles, I'm hosting a party at my new house in Knightsbridge soon. You must come. We'll be neighbors," Roman Abramovich said with a smile.

Charles nodded, "Of course!"

Roman Abramovich had a substantial amount of property in England. As a haven for Eastern European and Russian tycoons, London attracted a significant number of Russian millionaires.

As a Hollywood mogul, Charles's social standing was higher than Roman Abramovich's. Roman Abramovich's numerous efforts to integrate into Western high society were part of his strategy to elevate his social status. Relying solely on Chelsea to break into British high society was insufficient.

Engaging with Hollywood high society was another pathway, and at that time, Charles Capet was America's "darling," truly considered "high society."

"Roman, I got to go," Charles then stood up and left Annabel's club with Emma Roberts.

Charles had the driver take them directly to Hampstead Manor in the northern suburbs of London.

"Russia, huh," Charles mused, leaning back in his seat. The upcoming Ukraine crisis would soon cause unrest in Eastern Europe. More millionaires would likely flee Russia or Ukraine, leading to a rise in London real estate, where Eastern European capital was heavily invested.

"Charles, do you think Emma Watson and Roman Abramovich are involved? Is what the tabloids say true, are they dating?" Emma Roberts asked from beside Charles.

Charles shook his head, "No idea. I don't concern myself with those things."

Roman Abramovich's current girlfriend was Dasha Zhukova, a well-known Russian socialite in London's elite circles.

Emma Watson could appear with Roman Abramovich and Dasha Zhukova at events, did it matter how they were related?

"Tomorrow night, I have to go back to the film set. Will you come to see me?" Emma Roberts asked as she leaned closer to Charles.

Charles nodded, "I'll be in London, so I will when I have the time."

With that, Charles and Emma Roberts started kissing again. Soon, Charles was sitting back, enjoying Emma Roberts' tentative and inexperienced effort.

As for Roman Abramovich, Charles wouldn't form deep ties with him. After all, Abramovich had close connections with the Russian political scene.

Business exchanges were unavoidable, but Charles wouldn't go too deep in other areas. There was no reason to invite unnecessary future trouble.

However, Russia's resources were undeniably abundant. The vast land certainly had its advantages.

Oil and natural gas were plentiful and seemingly inexhaustible. It was hard not to be envious.

The journey from Mayfair to Hampstead was not short, giving Charles plenty of time to enjoy Emma Roberts' "inexperience."

Once they arrived at the luxurious mansion on Bishops Avenue in Hampstead, Emma Roberts immediately ran to the bathroom to rinse her mouth.

"Emma, you did pretty well," Charles said, embracing her from behind with an encouraging look.

Emma Roberts rolled her eyes at Charles and bared her teeth, her meaning clear.

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