A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 199 The Blind Date Event (Part One)

When Zac arrived back home, Essie was on the phone coordinating with the printing company about the design of the invitation card for the party.

When the phone call ended, he glanced at her with raised eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to throw a party?"

"It's mommy. She is holding a ball to find a suitable wife for your brother. She's inviting all the single, rich, young ladies in Dragon City from the age of 18-30." Essie smiled and continued, "Perhaps it's because she is so unsatisfied with me that she decided to go out of her way to choose her daughter-in- law for your brother herself."

Zac frowned and wondered if his mother had too much free time on her hands. Mother found a pregnant woman to pester him, and now she was coercing his brother to find a wife. Zac wondered what any of this had to do with the mother when it's a personal matter to choose your own wife. Besides that, his brother could change his women faster than changing his clothes. It was unlikely that he would just care about any kind of woman she laid in front of him.

While he was lost in his thoughts, Essie interrupted and said, "I have never held a ball in my life. Are there any particular details I should pay attention to?"

Zac was shocked to hear this. "Did my mother ask you to organize this ball all by yourself?" He previously assumed that she was only learning some of the ropes and helping a little here and there.

"Yes, and it's my first time to take care of such an important occasion. I need to make sure I don't screw it up, or the mother-in-law will find more reasons to kick me out," said Essie with a subtle nod.

A blaze of fire appeared in Zac's eyes.

'What the hell?

She had already sent a girl named Cherry to harass me in the company just the other day! Now she is asking for my wife to arrange a ball all by herself. This is outrageous!

It seems that mother has decided that she will not leave me and my wife alone. She seems to want to make sure we can't live in peace at all,' Zac silently thought to himself feeling distressed about the situation.

"Don't worry, honey. I'll be here for you. I can help you along the way," said Zac while he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Even if that was his mother, he would never leave Essie alone to be taken advantage of.

He then spent the next hour explaining some of the customs of a traditional ball. When Essie learned the gist of it, they walked out of the room together and chanced upon Walt at the entrance of the stairway.

"I heard that mommy is holding a ball to find a woman for you," said Zac with slight ridicule from his voice.

Walt rolled his eyes and said, "It's all because of you. You got married too early now she thinks I need to find a wife right away. Have you forgotten the order of seniority?"

"I'm only half an hour younger than you, so you can forget about that." A teasing smiled appeared on Zac's face. He leaned slightly towards his brother and said in a soft, amusing tone, "You should prepare yourself. Now that mother is selecting a woman for you, she may not be satisfied if you actually like the woman."

"This is all happening because of you. Since you never pursued her dream of you marrying Valery, and refused to be obedient, she is now taking it out on me. Now I have to suffer for your faults," said Walt in a joking manner. However, a deep rooted resentment was clearly seen from his eyes. He couldn't

understand that out of all the women in the world, Zac ended up choosing the only woman that he had ever wanted for real.

"Well of course, I have the right to choose my wife by myself," said Zac with a shrug. In his opinion, marriage was a sacred and private matter and that no one had the right to interfere with their choices, not even their parents.

As she stood next to them, Essie decided it would be best not to say anything. She couldn't just meddle in the sibling's conversation, especially because she didn't know Walt all too well. However, according to his complex and fickle character, it seemed to her that he wasn't the type of man who would lock himself up with marriage and commit himself at such a young age. It was very likely that Mary would have to face some sort of disappointment from this.

After walking into the hall, she called up the president of the printing company, Mr. Wang, to tell him some of the rules to print on the invitation.

Valery heard everything as she spied from the balcony. When they left, she quietly walked up to the telephone booth and jotted down president Wang's phone number.

When the next morning came, Mr. Wang had personally sent the invitations to the mansion. Essie was surprised to find that the wrong date was printed on the invitation.

"Mr. Wang, I had instructed you that the date for the ball would be on Saturday evening, why does it say Sunday on here?" she asked with considerate concern.

"Mrs. Rong, you called later last night to tell me that the schedule of the ball would be changed to Sunday," he responded.

"I didn't call you." Essie was shocked again.

Mr. Wang proceeded to take his mobile phone from his pocket to show her the call log. The number that appeared was clearly from the Rong Mansion.

A surge of emotions instantly flashed through Essie's eyes and she quickly realized that someone must have posed as her to destroy the party.

She didn't even have to guess who was behind all of this.

"Mr. Wang, the invitation needs to be re-worked. I hope you could help me get these printed as soon as possible. As for the cost, I would be more than happy to pay you again for it. If there are any changes to the instructions, I will inform you with my own mobile phone instead. If you get another call besides my number, please give me a call to get the details confirmed through my cellphone number."

Mr. Wang nodded. When he left, Essie immediately called the hotel to ask about the reservation, and found that the same thing had happened.

However, this time, it was too late.

Apparently someone had called last night pretending to be her and asked for the reservation to be cancelled. The worst part was that another person had called in to reserve the venue for themselves.

"Damn it!" Essie was so angry that she wanted to curse out loud.

By that time, Zac was going down the stairs and asked, "What's wrong, honey?"

Essie explained that someone was out trying to destroy the ball for her. Zac immediately called his assistant, Tiffany and asked her to book another venue for the ball.

Mary had overheard this and came over. She said, "Essie, the ball is going to be held the day after tomorrow. It seems that you haven't even settled a reservation for the venue and even need to ask help

from your husband to book a venue for you." She finally found a reason to reprimand her.

"The venue had already been prepared yesterday, but some rascal decided to pretend to be Essie and cancelled it," said Zac for Essie's sake.

"This kind of setback has never occurred in the Rong family before. How come a problem like this seems to have only occurred when it is her turn to handle things?" said Mary with a sharp, condescending tone.

"That's because someone decided to bring the devil into our home." Zac's eyebrows furrowed and he squinted his eyes as sharp as a sword. He immediately glanced at Sage who was clearly eavesdropping on the corner. Last night, in accordance to Valery's instructions, she had called the printing company and the hotel while pretending to act as Essie. She then took her own phone to book a reservation at same venue so that Essie would not be able to save the situation.

When Sage saw his eyes, she shivered and fled like a mouse.

Mary also cast a glance at Sage at the same time. In case his claims were true and that Sage wanted to take this opportunity to cause trouble with Essie, it would definitely strike a nerve with her son. If he were to be enraged, he would propose for Sage to leave the home, and Valery would only end up getting involved in this mess. She thought that the small problem wasn't worth a disaster and decided to let it go before things went out of hand. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.