Chapter 67
Quests aived in a steady stream–every one of them wealthy or well–connected. Aside from people like Zac, who were there to curry favor, there were also top figures from various industries.
These were the people Steven had personally invited, planning to introduce them to charlotte, in the legal world, connections were everything
Charlotte arrived at the estate early with Sean.
Steven was waiting at the front of the main villa, “Lottie, there you are!” he called mot cheerfully.
Dressed in a white suit with his hair slicked back, Steven looked every bit the chamber. The Sullivan genes were strong. He had striking features and had once been the camps heartthrob, with girls chasing after him nonstop. He was also known for being a bit of a player, cycling through girlfriends faster than changing shirts.
Charlotte greeted him with a smile. “Hey Steven.”
“Lottie, you just keep getting prettler.” Steven turned to Sean and grinned. “Who would’ve thought I’d be calling you my brother–in–Law one day? C’mon, call me brother–in–law just once.”
Sean gave a noncommittal grunt, his gaze frosty.
Steven made a show of being offended. “Geez, always with the ice–cold attitude. My poor costa’s gonna suffer being with you.”
Charlotte laughed, her almond–shaped eyes curving with amusement. “Cold? I don’t think so. He’s actually very sweet to me.
ally. “You two aren’t even officially engaged and you’re already rubbing your lovey dovey sense in my face?” Steven groaned dramatically.
After a bit of chatting at the door, Charlotte took Sean’s arm and walled inside
The main hall on the first floor was the heart of the party–bright, bustling, and filled with anamiliar faces. As soon as Sean entered, he was swarmed by guests looking to shake hands and curry favo
A foreign couple who had business to discuss with Sean and Steven needed to talkin private, so they invited them upstairs to the study,
Charlotte didn’t mind. “Go ahead,” she said. “I’ll wander around downstairs.”
She had just taken a seat on one of the sofas when the housekeeper from the fulleys, Mrs. Coleman, came long for her.
“Mass Charlotte, you let in such a sh today that you forgot your earrings. Madam asked me to bring them to you.” In her hand was the pair of pearl earings cuadotte had picked out to match her dress.
Charlotte touched her ear lobes Instinctively. “Oh, rigla. Can’t believe forgot those.”
“Miss Charlotte, the event hasn’t officially started yet, basit?” Mrs. Coleman handed over a pair of earings. “There’s still time to put these en
“Chright,” Charlotte replied with a warm smile. “There’s no mircochere. Mrs. Calem, could you help me put them on?”
Ms. Cole down beside her and gently helped her with the earrings
“There we go, much better,” she said with satisfied sale and a nod once they were implace.
Just then, a sharp, far liar volte tang out
“Churlatte kaley? What are you doing here?
etured, frowning.
It was Zac’s mother, Monica And standing beside her, dressed to the dues, was Wendy,
Charlotte’s Crownderpeurd.
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