She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)

Chapter 78

Scarlett saw thro

glance.

He had organized a banquet specifically for Dev, likely to introduce him to has sister

He had not anticipated that Dey would bring a female companion, so he was bound to have some

objections to her

However, Everan still showed her due respect, so she had no choice but to play along

She shook Everan’s hand back and smiled, saving. “Hello”

“It’s been ages since we last saw each other. Let’s grab a drink and chat about old times”

Dey was a bit concerned about Scarlett and her. “Would you like to come with me?

Scarlett glanced at Everan, whose eyes were brimming with reluctance, and politely declined. Tm a bit

peckish. Let’s grab a

bite to eat first”

Before Dex could utter a word. Everan halted a servant Take Miss Sales to get something to eat. Don’t

forget about her” The servant urgently implored Scarlett Miss Sales, please follow me

With this arrangement, Dey could no longer refuse his good friend, so he and to Scarlett, “Stay put. I’ll

be back soon.” Scarlett was expressionless as she nodded and, guided by the servant, made her way

to the dining area.

Rows of long tables were lined with both Western and Chinese food.

Scarlett, unable to digest anything, found it difficult to eat, but, with the servants hospitality, she forced

herself to drink some mushroom soup

Standing quietly in the dining area, she sipped her soup when suddenly, several luxury cars drove in

from outside the

Leo exited the car, opened the door of the Koenigsegg, and extended an invitation to the distinguished

man in the back seat.

Standing in the warm yellow light, the man in the black suit had his hands in his pockets as he faced

the car.

His face, so exquisitely and three-dimensionally carved by God, had edges and corners so sharp that

no flaws could be

found

The coldness of the light from his eyes was even more intense than the chill of winter ice.

As soon as he arrived, all the influential people in the manor approached him Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Skyer Wen, the Wen family’s elderly patriarch, who had not been seen in a while, hastened out of the

villa.

“Second Young Master Jackman

Skyer brought his family members to Sebastian and said respectfully. “I never anticipated that you

would attend such a humble family gathering Had I known, I would have had my family greet you at the

door. I apologize for my oversight. Please forgive me. Second Young Master Jackman.”

“It doesn’t make a difference,” Sebastian responded nonchalantly.

His cold gaze swept around the area, yet he failed to spot the figure. His brows furrowed momentarily

in response.

Lance descended from his limited edition phantom car and followed after Dev to confirm what he had

said.

Upon seeing Lance’s presence, Skyer felt even more privileged. Is the Seventh Young Master here

too?”

This was a good day indeed, he had been worried that his daughter wouldn’t find a suitable farruly, but

then the Jackman Group brothers showed up.

Although Lance was a lazy playboy, his surname of Jackman still interested Skyer.

Sebastian didn’t give it much thought; he was the son-in-law that Napier Group had taken a liking to,

and a small family like lus could not compete with them.

Skyer, being highly self-aware, treated the Jackman Group brothers as guests, leaving even Dev, who

had just been praised by him, behind This caused Iris Wen, daughter of the Wen family, to become so

angry that her face changed.

She had taken a fancy to Dry, so she took great efforts in persuading her brother to invite Dev over, but

her father asked her to please Lance?

How could she be willing to marry Lance, who was so obviously a playboy?

Iris was furious. Everan, with a glance, motioned for her to go out and hide first, and so Iris stealthily

departed.

Skyer had been showering Sebastian with compliments constantly, almost to the point of lavishing him

with affection, which made Everan feel highly uncomfortable.

He gave Dev a look, suggesting they should go out for a drink.

Dey had been longing to leave for a while, yet out of politeness he did not depart immediately.

Seeing Everan give him a meaningful look, he quickly turned and departed.

Before he could depart the banquet hall, he was halted by Lance, “Mr. Gatsby.”

Lance approached him and spoke to him as an elder brother would, asking. “If I recall correctly, it was

the Gatsby family

who initiated the conversation about marriage with my family half a year ago. So why are you here at

Miss Wen’s blind date banquet?”