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.

a strained smile and a noncommittal “Okay.”

engage with him, and he was trapped into exchanging

Sanderson stood beside Steward, staring at the besieged Calvert, thinking

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

in business

to know Calvert could be a game–changer.

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

faded as he noticed Sanderson hadn’t moved, “Sanderson, sometimes you’re just too stiff. If you don’t make a move, do you expect Mr. Wallace to come

voice came from the

Sea, and Calvert approached Sanderson, greeting him with a sweet smile,

flabbergasted, his eyes darting between Sanderson and Calvert, unable to fathom what

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happening.

of his daze, realized it really was

about finding him a girlfriend. This guy, already entangled

and he took on a patriarchal tone,

was daring to speak

obediently nodded, “Alright. By the way, have Mrs. Delaney and Lia

audacity to call her that. And he dared to

to show Lia the true nature of this gold–digger, to prevent her from being

watched as Calvert obediently

Elsewhere.

already descended the

to prevent her from further harassment by the

prospects, “Oh, it’s not like they’re an item after just one meeting, but Mr. Wallace and Sallie have exchanged contacts. They’ll chat more later.”

contacts means there’s interest. A bit more conversation and it’s in the bag.

natural for Mr. Wallace to like

Fanny turned to Lorna with a calculated inquiry, “Has Cordelia’s boyfriend shown

then covered her mouth, feigning forgetfulness, “Oh dear, I forgot his background. He wouldn’t fit in at this.

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