Chapter 114

Yates glanced instinctively toward the stairwell.

Hackett, bursting with vitality and dressed in a sharp tweed jacket, was descending the stairs with a spring in his step, accompanied by a young man sporting an infectious grin framed by dimples that deepened with his laughter. It had to be Calvert.

But why was Calvert wearing a sleek black suit?

Stunned, Yates turned slowly to Everard, hardly believing his eyes. Up close, the label on the clothing was unmistakable.

The cut, the quality…

Yates was dumbfounded, blurting out incredulously, “That suit is not a knock–off, is it?”

A knock–off?

Just from those two words, Everard understood why they had insisted he change clothes. They thought he was wearing a counterfeit?

A chill crept into his sharp gaze, a frosty distance that was worlds apart from his demeanor around Cordelia. His voice was tinged with a cold, cutting edge, “So, are we still swapping clothes?”

Yates wanted to slap himself. Swap clothes? Not a chance.

He tossed the clothes in his hands into the dressing room, only then realizing something amiss, “Hold on, how can you afford the real deal?”

“Midnight Scent must be raking in the cash,” he thought.

Too late, Everard at the door was already gone. Yates hurried forward, just in time to see Everard blend into the crowd and disappear.

As Calvert and Hackett made their way downstairs, Calvert had hoped to surprise Cordelia, who he knew would be in the hall. But before he could find her, he was waylaid, “Mr. Wallace, good to meet you. I’m Kermit.”

Kermit? Calvert paused, sizing up Kermit. “So this was Lia’s bumbling uncle.” he thought.

strained smile

crowd was eager to engage with him, and he

Steward, staring at the besieged Calvert, thinking he must

nudged him, “Sanderson, what are you spacing out for? Go introduce yourself.”

connections in business was

could be a

watched as Kermit squeezed out of the crowd, boasting, “Sanderson, why are you daydreaming here? Luckily I was by the stairs, and I just greeted Mr. Wallace. He noticed me for sure, and I’m planning to visit him

just too stiff. If you don’t make a move, do

finished speaking, a voice came from the crowd,

the Red Sea, and Calvert approached Sanderson, greeting him with a sweet smile, “Mr. Delaney, good to see you

his eyes darting between Sanderson and

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happening.

snapping out of his daze,

finding him a girlfriend. This

expression darkened, and he took on a

and thought, “Sanderson was daring to speak to

“Alright. By the way,

had the audacity to call her that. And he dared to look for

them.” He intended to show Lia the true nature of this gold–digger,

the crowd watched as Calvert obediently followed Sanderson, striding confidently through the throng.

Elsewhere.

Calvert came down, Fanny and Sallie had already descended the stairs. They headed

anxious to prevent her from further harassment

not like they’re an item after just

A bit more

for Mr. Wallace to

Lorna with a calculated inquiry,

background. He wouldn’t fit in at this. kind of event, would he?”

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