Chapter 84
The second J entered the banquet hall, she felt like she had stepped foot inside a movie about the
rich and powerful.
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It was already dark out, but the brightly lit hall was even livelier than a sunny room.
But there was more to it than she thought. Everyone seemed to be hell-bent on meeting some invisible
goal, hopping from table to table and exchanging tactful greetings.
Ethan stopped a waiter and took a ss of red wine for himself and a ss of orange juice from his
tray.
He handed the orange juice to J. “What are you looking at?”
Following the woman’s gaze, he saw that she was staring at several independent designers in a
huddle, chattering happily.
“Wow! I can’t believe the Larson Group actually invited those design masters. They’re constants at
international fashion shows. I didn’t think I’d see them here.” J sipped at her orange juice
absentmindedly, her eyes filled with shock and awe.
“Why don’t you go and say hi?” Ethan put his hand on her back and took another sip of wine, looking
rxed and at home.
J burst intoughter. “I’m just a nobody from the Larson Group. I haven’t even been regrized
yet. How could I possibly talk to those masters?”
Ethan casually put down his ss and nced at Garrett from across the room.
Garrett caught his gaze and immediately sprang into action. As if he had just received an urgent order,
he deserted the crowd he had been talking to and walked towards Ethan.
“Lind.” J turned around to see Garrett in a white suit standing behind her.
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huddle, chottering hoppily.
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internotionol foshion shows. I didn’t think I’d see them here.” J sipped ot her oronge juice
obsentmindedly, her eyes filled with shock ond owe.
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reloxed ond ot home.
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yet. How could I possibly tolk to those mosters?”
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Gorrett cought his goze ond immediotely sprong into oction. As if he hod just received on urgent order,
he deserted the crowd he hod been tolking to ond wolked towords Ethon.
“Lind.” J turned oround to see Gorrett in o white suit stonding behind her.
What was he doing here?
Wasn’t he trying to avoid her? Why did he take the initiative to talk to her here?
“Good evening, Mr. Harding.” J smiled awkwardly and tilted her head slightly.
ncing at Ethan’s face carefully from time to time, Garrett broke into a big smile and told J, “Mr.
Larson told me to take care of you tonight. Are you free? The Larson Group has invited some well-
known designers here. Do you want to meet them?”
J’s jaw dropped to the floor in shock, as though she was just informed that she had won the lottery.
“What—? Can I? Mr. Harding, are you sure? I’m just a nobody—”
“Of course. Mr. Larson needed to deal with some things tonight, so he told me to introduce you to the
top designers in your field. They seldome back. They all just happen to be here this time because
of a fashion show. It’s a rare opportunity to meet them all in one ce.” Garrett pushed his sses up
his nose and smiled politely.
J pursed her lips, her eyes blinking a lot more than usual. Whenever she was nervous, this was
her body’s physical response.
She looked at Ethan, who nodded at her encouragingly.
“Okay then.” She pinched herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.
She followed Garrett to the group of designers. Garrett cleared his throat and said, “Sorry to disturb
you, everyone. Allow me to introduce to you our newest and most promising designer, Lind.”
Since someone like Garrett had gone out of his way to introduce her, the designers all looked at J
with great interest.
“You must be very talented!” One of the designers gave J a thumbs up and smiled, which made
J feel wee.
From local to international design trends, the conversation between the designers could’ve kept going
forever.
But after a while, Garrett wanted J to meet other important guests—business partners from
clothingpanies who had also attended the dinner party.
Hours passed and the party wasing to a close.
Ethan had been sitting on the sofa in silence, sipping from his wine asionally. Multiple women tried
to ost him, but they all shrank back whenever the cold man looked at them sharply.
It wasn’t until J wove through the crowd and came back that he finally broke into a smile. “Why
don’t you talk to them some more? You came back so soon.”
Garrett had just suggested that J go back to chat with the designers, but she had worried that
Ethan would be bored to death, so she came back to him.
J smiled gently and was about to sit down next to Ethan. She wanted to hang out with him, not the
designers.
“I met them already. But now, I want to talk to—”
Before she could finished her sentence, J jolted in shock.
Somebody had spilled a ss of wine on her from behind. Red wine stained her light blue dress and
dripped at her feet, forming a red puddle.