Chapter 1587

Yvenne's words brought the whole table to a standstill. Even Nash, who was usually the most self-assured, held back from keeping the conversation going, casting a puzzled glance at Yvenne.

After a moment of silence, Jackson placed the peeled shrimp into Fiona's bowl, slowly took off his gloves, and finally looked up at Yvenne. His eyes were flat, showing a clear indifference.

"First off, we're not on first-name terms. Just like everyone else, you should call me Mr. Carter. Second, Fiona is an exception for me. Lastly, if you know you're not as sharp as Fiona, maybe take a page from her book."

With that, he said coldly, "Let's eat."

Fiona, who had been enjoying her shrimp, felt her heart do a little dance at Jackson's words, "Fiona is an exception for me."

With half a shrimp still in her mouth, she looked up at Jackson, her eyes forming crescent moons, making her look utterly charming.

"But, that's not what I meant, Mr. Carter... I..." Yvenne tried to clarify.

bother with a

Yvenne clenched her fists and bit her lower lip, looking like a girl who had been

truth, no one was

snapped,

had brought Yvenne here to give her a glimpse of the world, not

stand for her being the subject

a fancy gift bag and placed it beside Fiona. The bag itself screamed luxury, hinting at the

but sneak a few glances, her curiosity getting the better of her. She wondered what was inside that deserved such a lavish package. It

did such a nice

did Fiona always get the best of everything? Yvenne

tomorrow night's event. Give it a try later and see if it fits,"

need to guess to know it was a dress. She was not a fan of dresses. Such a

these types of events, and if Jackson hadn't invited her, she

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