chapter 889


    However, Susan spoke out, and the Houstons sided with them. As the two major families took the lead, they had toply.


    Even though they were not pleased, they all still greeted one another with enthusiasm.


    When the seniors got together, every one of them gloated about their sons or daughters.


    Somehow, the topic took such a turn...


    "My son and his wife are on good terms. They went to a gathering a few days ago and took the dance floor like a prince and a princess."


    "My daughter-inw is so nice to my son. Even though she''s a wealthy heiress, she handmade a scarf for him."


    "I''ll ask my daughter and her husband to dance for you all. They won an international award a few days ago, and it''s a shame none of you


    were able to bear witness to it," spoke another, and the couple actually went ahead to start dancing. 1


    Their dance was stunning. The two looked so much in love, much to the envy of the seniors.


    With that, the rest of the sons and daughters went ahead to perform.


    Between the self-seeking friends, nobody wanted to lose.


    By noon, when everyone had finished showcasing, someone piped up, "Oh, Mrs. Bailey, where''s your


    son and his fiancee?"


    Susan had looked at the entrance countless times, riddled with anxiety.


    Was Waverly so useless that she could not even bring Anthony?


    Just as the thought urred to her, two figures appeared by the entrance.


    One was in a suit, dashing as he could be, while the other was in an expensive top, a very wealthy


    heiress. 1


    The two stood out so much in the crowd, captivating and stunning everyone as they walked in.


    When the other wealthy heiresses saw Waverly, they turned bitter and jealous. 1


    Waverly was from Kansas, thus her face features were more defined than theirs. She had a foreign


    sense of beauty, as if she walked out from a ssic oil painting.


    Even the aura she emanated overshadowed theirs.


    Only McKenzie remained cold and calm.


    She nced at Waverly''s face, and a glint of unnoticeable darkness appeared in her eyes.


    Fredrick D''Cruz''s surgery technique was so wless. He was indeed the best in the world. 3


    The wealthydies quickly regained theirposure. They started calling out to them,


    "Perfect timing. Anthony, Waverly, you came at the right time! Everyone here has performed. It''s your


    turn now!"


    "They danced and sang. Anthony, why don’t you and Waverly perform a piece on the piano," gushed


    Susan as she did not give Anthony a chance to talk back. She asked people to move the piano up.


    She had surveyed Waverly’s background: She could draw, read, write, and y the piano. Her level was as high as grade ten.


    If Anthony could y the piano with Waverly, he would surely be wooed by her talent, and they would be closer.


    The rest agreed. "Right, I haven''t heard Anthony y the piano for so long. This gathering only happens once a year. y something."N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    Sitting among the flowers, Grandma Bailey looked at Anthony. "Anthony, Grandma wants to hear you y. Perhaps I''m getting old, but I miss


    the times when you learned the piano back then."


    Anthony remained apathetic. Nobody could tell what he was thinking.


    As he remained silent, everyone waited for him.


    His presence always made the atmosphere more tense.


    Waverly was extremely worried. Even Grandma Bailey spoke out. Would Anthony turn her down?


    She would be so embarrassed if Anthony did so!


    With that in mind, she leaned closer to Anthony and said in a volume that only he could hear, "Anthony, just one day. Think of Annabel."


    Her tone was menacing.