Felicia's vicious expression caused the atmosphere to be frozen.
"Felicia, there's a misunderstanding," Christopher smiled apologetically, with a lazy look on his face. "Miss Bailey is our guest, not a pianist."
Felicia didn't look at Christopher. She sized Josephine up judgmentally, "Miss Bailey? You seem unfamiliar. Do we know each other?"
These words undoubtedly humiliated Josephine.
For the Meyer Group's banquet, the guests were either rich or noble, but there were also people who tried to sneak in to get to know the rich and powerful. This was not uncommon.
The surrounding guests were all watching the commotion as they engaged in a flurry of discussion.
"She snuck in, right?"
"To be able to hook up with Mr. Meyer, she's quite capable."
"Didn't you see how dark Miss Meyer's face was? What kind of hook up is this?"
Josephine's face was as pale as paper. She didn't expect that she would fall into such a humiliating situation just by talking to Christopher out of boredom.
"Miss Bailey," Moses' voice came from the crowd.
The next second, Josephine's eyes suddenly lit up as if she had grabbed onto her last hope. "Theodore."
Theodore walked over from the back of the crowd. He was dressed in a formal suit that was neatly ironed, and his eyes were cold and resolute. He was especially eye-catching in the crowd, and Josephine's words drew everyone's attention to him.
"Mr. Godfrey is here!"
"Mr. Godfrey."
Josephine walked down the stage, lifting her dress. She hurried over to Theodore's side, wanting to affirm her identity. "Theodore, you're finally here."
"What's wrong?" Theodore frowned slightly. His voice was neither soft nor heavy, revealing no emotions.
Josephine couldn't explain clearly in a word or two, and Felicia didn't give her a chance to explain. She directly asked Theodore, "Mr. Godfrey, who is this?"
Just as Theodore was about to make the introductions, his dark eyes suddenly narrowed.
In the crowd on the right, a graceful lady was pulling a young woman as they rushed over. The graceful lady was the star of today's banquet, Madam Collins of the Meyer Group. Almost everyone present knew her.
As for the young woman, Theodore couldn't be more familiar with her.
Why was she here?
Their eyes met for a moment in the air.
Everleigh obviously saw Theodore, but she was only dazed for a moment. Then, she immediately turned her face and walked straight to Christopher as if she didn't know Theodore. She asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Everleigh had just played chess with Samuel and was surrounded by the elders of the Meyer family. She had been taught by her father, Abraham, since she was young and had a good grasp of chess. When she was in middle school, she had even won the National Chess Competition.
Before they finished their game, she was pulled away by Vanessa in a hurry. Vanessa didn't even explain anything, but as soon as they got downstairs, they saw such a hostile scene.
"Theodore," Josephine said as she grabbed Theodore's arm anxiously. Theodore came back to his senses when he heard her voice.
Theodore's gaze fell on Felicia once again. With an expressionless face, he said, "Miss Meyer, this is my fiancee, Josephine. I came late, thus I don't know what's going on."
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