Chapter 208 Am I Dreaming


    Celine bent down and stroked Tiana’s face gently.


    “Sweetheart, you’re really going to get engaged to Matthew. Henceforth, you’ll be the future mistress of


    Hilton Group.”


    At that thought, she couldn’t help but feel like grinning, the glee within her bubbling over.


    Tiana took a deep breath. “Yeah, I know all this is real.”


    However, she was the only one who knew that everything was fake.


    Nevertheless, she would definitely try her best to make Matthew fall in love with her after that day.


    When she had the title of his fiancée, she would have more opportunities to draw close to him.


    Matthew was drunk the previous night, and he was awakened by the designer knocking on his door in


    the morning. He


    swung open the door in utter displeasure.


    “What is it?”


    His voice was terse and cold, tinged with a hint of impatience.


    “M-Mr. Hilton, we’re your designer and makeup artist for today. Your engagement party will be held


    today.”


    Hearing that, the man lifted his hand and ruffled his hair. When he withdrew his hand, his casual yet


    wild look rendered


    him exceedingly captivating.


    He


    spun around and stalked back into the bedroom. Thus, everyone else followed behind him.


    Out of the blue, he ordered frostily, “Go to the adjacent guest room. I don’t like peopleing into my


    room.


    Immediately, the group of people retreated and went to the adjacent guest room.


    Matthew then went back to sleep. When it was almost eleven o’clock, Esme rushed upstairs.


    “Why is the groom still not ready?”


    The group of people in the guest room swung


    their


    gazes at him.


    The lead designer, Lilith Latymer,mented helplessly, “Mr. Mack, Mr. Hilton is still in bed. He was


    extremely displeased


    when we woke him earlier.”


    Esme knew that Matthew didn’t want to get engaged, so he was also at a loss.


    Therefore, he took out his phone and gave Elizabeth a call. Right then, thetter was basking in the


    sun in the courtyard, and her three children were ying near her. Her two sons were ying ball while


    Abby was ying with a skipping rope.


    Cody came out with the phone. “Lizzy, your phone has been ringing nonstop.”


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    Slipping off her sunsses, Elizabeth stretchedzily. Then, she took the phone and nced at it


    “What’s the matter, Mr. Mack?”


    It was Saturday then. Even if she were attending the engagement party with Dominic, that would be in


    the evening


    “Can you pleasee over to Mr. Hilton’s house, Ms. Wade? You’re needed for something.”


    Inwardly, Esme pondered over the situation. Ms. Wade, you’re the only one who can get Mr. Hilton out


    of bed, and it’s only with your presence that he won’t haul anyone over the coals.


    However, he was also taking a risk. Considering the situation today, if she puts in an appearance, will


    he skip the engagement and elope with her?


    At that thought, he gave a bark ofughter.


    Mr. Hilton eloping? That’s too absurd! It’ll never happen!


    Elizabeth was momentarily taken aback.


    A momentter, she replied evenly, “I’m sorry, but I’m not working today, and I don’t feel like working


    overtime. If overtime is needed, have Mr. Hilton give me a call.”


    She hung up right after saying that, stunning Esme.


    He scrutinized his phone once more to ascertain that she had truly hung up.


    His gaze


    darkened shade. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door.


    The instant Matthew stood at the door with a dark expression on his face, Esme backed up several


    steps in fear.


    “It’s already half-past eleven, Mr. Hilton.”


    He was the host that day, so he should be at the banquet hall by then. The Ashtons had long since


    arrived and were


    breathing down his neck.


    “Esme, I think you’re too free. Do you want to go to Alendor to pick gori poop?”


    Esme shook his head profusely. “No, Mr. Hilton. I-”


    Ms. Wade, pleasee quickly and save me!


    Matthew brushed past him and stalked into the adjacent guest room. When the upants caught sight


    of his tall figure,


    they all stood up.


    “Mr. Hilton.”


    Matthew swept a gaze over the tuxedos. “Which one?”


    Lilith swiftly brought over the tuxedo he was to wear that day. “This one, Mr. Hilton. Is it to your


    satisfaction?”


    Taking it, Matthew stated, “You all may leave now.”


    Lilith was stunned for a moment before eximing, “There’s still makeup to be done, Mr. Hilton!”


    That was an order from Tiana, for she wanted Matthew to look even more handsome with makeup.