“Am I his wife, or is she?” Luna’s face turned ashen with anger.

“Stay calm,” Amanda held her daughter’s hand, comforting her.

Meanwhile, Charlotte could not sit still as she was worried that Amanda and Luna would be creating trouble for her again.

At that moment, Zachary gave her hand a light squeeze. It was a subtle action, but it strangely had a calming effect on her.

She turned to look at the man. He was focusing on the stage and did not have any kind of expression on his face, but the warmth of his hand set her heart at ease.

could feel something tugging at her heartstrings; it was a funny

while later. That night’s charity auction had a special arrangement where guests could dine and participate

family units – each table only

a French dish was served to her table. The small piece of cake she

red wine from

wine while saying casually, “It’s really generous of you to serve such fine wine to

his brow and asked, “You know what wine this

S Winery in Arkfield. There’re only 78 barrels in the whole world. Don’t you think it’s a waste to serve such exquisite

with wine,” he replied as his lips curled up. “I’ve actually acquired the

ago and tasted it in the wine cellar. My dad was intending to buy a few barrels of it, but it was a pity that someone snatched all of it before we could buy any. I never expected the

slightly emotional as she recalled the past. When her dad was still alive, he had brought her along on his travels around the world and taught her

looked at her and asked, “What else do

while counting on her fingers. “I know a bit of all those. I usually go with the flow when it comes

things are usually picked up by heiresses to impress others,” Zachary commented with a slight scoff. “It would be useful if there’s in-depth learning of a particular subject matter since that could be applied at work, but if it’s

only wanted me to be happy. I could marry a

of the wine, but she thought about her dad a lot that

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