NovelEnglishEstelle had already confirmed her identity by the tshe arrived, and now she spoke with a hint of detachment.
“You should ask him!” “Why aren’t you attending the dinner party?” the girl demanded with a haughty air. “Are you too scared?” Estelle’s expression remained composed as she replied serenely, “I'm injured and can’t drink.
Go enjoy yourselves without me.” “What kind of injury?” Linda surveyed Estelle once more, her voice laced with scorn. “Are you playing the delicate flower, hoping to gain Lambert's pity so you can keep living in this mansion? Typical of a girl from C Country, always so cunning!” Estelle frowned at her, unsure whether to find Linda's jealousy over Lambert laughable or pitiful. After a moment's thought, she nodded. “Alright, I'll attend!” Linda’s eyes sparkled with triumph. “See you tonight, then. I'll be waiting for you at the dinner.” “Sure,” Estelle agreed with a nod. Linda spun on her heel and left with a spring in her step. No sooner had she left than Jonathan walked in. “Someone looking for you?” “Lambert's fiancée. She was asking why | wasn’t going to her dinner party,” Estelle chuckled. “I've agreed to go tonight.” “Really?” Jonathan's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Estelle looked up at him. “She’s hostile because she thinks I'm after Lambert. | need to clear my name. | have a Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...
husband!” Jonathan offered her a spoonful of pudding. “What she thinks doesn’t matter. Your health is more important.” Estelle took a mouthful of pudding. “I'll just stay a bit and then cback. | know my limits.” Jonathan didn’t say more, contentedly feeding her the pudding spoon by spoon and watching her enjoy it. But what truly satisfied him was her declaration: “I have a husband!” The dinner party was set in the grand dining hall on the first floor of the mansion. The butler had it modestly decorated to create a festive atmosphere. The elegant, old-world mansion with its massive chandeliers, Renaissance masterpieces, and the long dining table adorned with bronze candlesticks and fine silverware all contributed to a stately ambiance. Linda, eager to host a dinner party, had Lambert invite all the guests staying at the mansion. Josiah, Amiee, Sylvia, and Evelyn were among the attendees. Sylvia, donning a sultry black gown that was both alluring and sophisticated, had arrived early and was chatting with Evelyn by the window. When Josiah and Amiee entered, she turned to greet them.
Noticing Amiee’s cool demeanor, Sylvia exchanged only brief pleasantries with her. Josiah informed Sylvia that Gab wouldn't be coming; he was keeping Xavier company. “He’s not one for these sorts of gatherings,” Sylvia said with a warm smile. Amiee raised an eyebrow. “Seems he and his sister have that in common.” The smile on Sylvia's face deepened. “Like brother, like sister.” Josiah quipped, “What about you? Weren't you groomed by Gab as well?” Sylvia traced her red lips. “It's completely different. Estelle is his sister, but I'm his subordinate.” Her tone was casual, acknowledging a simple fact without any emotional undertone. “You're in J City now?” Josiah inquired. “Yes,” Sylvia replied with a soft smile. “I've started a modest PR firm.” Visit Dramasto read full content. (Image) “Absolutely, friends’ rates,” Sylvia replied, her laugh warm and inviting. Visit Dramasto read full content. (Image) Visit Dramasto read full content. (Image)
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