Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 692


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 692


    “The cheongsam has such fine embroidery! It’s such a timeless and alluring piece—how beautiful!”


    “Exactly! But it can only be pulled off by someone who looks as good as she does.”


    “Comparisons are often painful. Reba, how do you maintain that gorgeous figure of yours?”


    “Her skin is like a baby’s! I’m so jealous!”


    “Reba, you’re definitely the most fashionable socialite among us all tonight.”


    While Reba was ecstatic with the praises, she kept herself from grinning too widely and gave them


    a polite smile instead. “Thank you for the kind words, everyone, but all of you look beautiful as well,”


    she said modestly.


    “If I’m not mistaken, you will be performing on stage tonight, yes?”


    Truth was Esme had gone around telling others about Reba’s uing performance at the


    banquet, and it wasn’t as though these guests were unfamiliar with the Davis Family; most of them


    were well aware that the girl was going to be ying the piano on stage tonight.


    Nheless, Reba nodded. “That’s right, but I hope you won’t make fun of me if the performance is


    not good enough.”


    Everyone burst into politeughter, gathering around her as they made friendly conversation.


    In other words, they were simply making small talk—praises meant nothing in themercial world.


    “Reba, you’re far too modest.”


    “Exactly. I’m sure your talent speaks for itself, otherwise Young Master Mason wouldn’t have agreed to


    your performance tonight.”


    “That’s right. I look forward to hearing you y!”


    “I hear that Mr. Hilbert has hand-picked your cousin Emily to go to Yobirl; I’m sure you y the piano


    perfectly, too.”


    omeone chortled and quipped, “If that’s the case, that means we have our very own Chopin here in


    Markovia, as well!”


    As she listened to the chatter that went on around her, Reba couldn’t help but feel gutted at the


    mention of Emily being hand-picked to go to Yobirl.


    After all, she was the only person who knew that Emily was once rejected by Mr. Hilbert as well.


    However, the thought of being able to showcase her prowess and charm in front of Mason at the


    banquetter was more than enough to cheer her up again. Any feeling of resentment that she felt


    immediately dissipated, reced by excitement and a slight giddiness.


    Presently, Esme was standing among thedies, gloating happily at the fervent discussion that


    surrounded her daughter. “You don’t know how much work my darling Reba has put in while


    practicing the piano—it goes without saying that the performance tonight will be spectacr!”


    Upon hearing this, everyone was impressed and turned to look at Reba with newfound admiration.


    Reba, on the other hand, bowed her head and flushed at all thepliments that were showered


    upon her.


    Meanwhile, Mason and J had arrived at the scene of the banquet and a fleet of luxury cars lined up


    outside of the Pce Hotel.


    The chauffeur got down and came around to their door, opening it before bowing. “Young Master


    Lowry, if you please!” he murmured with respect.


    Hearing that, Mason unfolded himself slowly from the backseat of the car and stepped out onto the


    pavement. J followed suit and fell into step behind him.


    Her right hand took hold of his strong arm and the both of them leisurely entered the lobby of the


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    opulent establishment.


    Dozens of bodyguards dressed in crisp ck suits trailed after them, creating an imposing entourage.


    The moment the doors to the banquet hall swung open, those who were waiting inside descended into


    a frenzy.


    Their gazes fell upon the couple who entered and they watched in awe as the man’s every movement


    seemed to catch the lighting in the hall.


    There was an audible intake of breath from the crowd when they realized that the man was Mason.


    The socialites and all the other upper-ssdies stared at him with wide eyes.


    “My goodness! Doesn’t Mr. Lowry look handsome in his suit?”


    However, when they noticed that there was a woman standing next to him, they stiffened.


    “But why is there a woman standing next to Mr. Lowry?”


    “Is that the girl who was spotted with him the other day? J’Adore?”


    “Yes; that’s the mask that J’Adore was seen wearing in the photo!”


    However, they were standing too far away to make out the details; all they could see were the vague


    outlines of the figures.


    Mason, on the other hand, held J’s hand and leaned toward her. His voice was low as he spoke


    next to her ear. “Let’s go backstage. Grandma’s waiting for us.”