Some of the guests looked at Raeleigh with a smile. She was sitting there eating without talking, looking somewhat naive and kind, not like the vixens that were looking for prey all the time.
The other half of the crowd had different thoughts. Who would come to this kind of function just to eat? To them, this was just an act without class.
Raeleigh was calm and quiet. She was who she was. Why should she care about what others said?
"Raeleigh, I have two beautiful sons at home, do you want to come over and have a look?"
"We can be in-laws!"
Deanna blinked and Raeleigh stopped for a moment. She slowly raised her head to look at Deanna before putting down her cutlery. She stared at Deanna and did not want to continue speaking.
Jepherson frowned and recalled what Trevor said. He looked at Raeleigh carefully. Tears were about to flow out from her eyes. He said to Deanna, "I need my seat back."
Jepherson stood up. Raeleigh turned her face away and wiped the bitter tears from her eyes as she swallowed her words.
Deanna also felt a little strange, so she stood up and sat down in her original seat.
"Raeleigh, what's wrong?"
Deanna was worried about her but Rossie said, "Leave it."
Deanna stopped talking. For the remainder of the banquet, Deanna kept watching Raeleigh. She noticed that Raeleigh had been eating all this while, but stopped after she'd brought her children up.
Deanna thought, "Could something have happened?"
In fact, Deanna only thought about it in her heart, but she didn't think that she would blurt it out. Raeleigh looked at Deanna. For a moment, she was lost in thought, and so were Jepherson and Zorion.
Raeleigh spoke up. "Let's eat."
Deanna tilted her head and stared at Raeleigh. After a long time, she asked Raeleigh, "How did you recover from your brain tumor?"
Raeleigh didn't want to talk about it, but Deanna was insistent and she had no other choice. She said, "I'm feeling a little under the weather, so excuse me. I need to head to the washroom."
Raeleigh stood up and walked towards the washroom. Jepherson stood up, ready to follow her.
"Mr. Richards, let's have a chat."
Suddenly, someone blocked Jepherson's path. Jepherson was a little impatient. He looked at the person, his eyes cold and sinister.
The other party was not an average joe either. He was a prominent developer in Capital City that specialized in real estate. Jepherson knew him and remembered their first encounter. They had been bidding for a piece of land in Capital City, and this person could've won the bid if it weren't for a single word from Jepherson.
He was also a blunt person and did not understand what was going on. He had tried to find Jepherson from time to time, not for other matters, but for the purpose of asking just what exactly had happened. However, Jepherson had never given him a chance.
This time, he'd finally found his chance. He had a couple of drinks and stood up to block Jepherson's path so he could get to the bottom of things.
Jepherson said, "Get out of the way."
Jepherson saw that Raeleigh had gone to the door of the bathroom. This was the banquet hall, but it was not large. There were only three tables in the middle. It was spacious, but the size was still far from a large banquet hall. Although she wanted to go to the bathroom, she subconsciously left the hall and left the banquet.
Jepherson's mood became even worse. He never thought that Raeleigh would leave his side.
The other party had suddenly appeared, blocking his path. This was the reason why he was even angrier.
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