Samuel cleared his throat. “Yeah.”
“I'll be off then. See you later,” Kathleen said as she pecked Samuel's cheek and left alongside Charles.
Samuel's black eyes shone with tenderness as he touched his cheek.
Selfishly, he hoped no one would notice how great of a person Kathleen was.
“Tyson,” Samuel muttered, his tone drastically different.
Tyson walked over. “Yes, Mr. Macari.’
“Is the car ready?” Samuel asked in a frigid voice.
“Everything is ready,” Tyson replied.
Samuel nodded. “Let's go.”
“Yes, sir.”
Meanwhile, Kathleen had followed Charles' car and arrived at Raymond's house.
The banquet that night was attended by a sizable crowd.
Raymond anticipated Charles' arrival. He did not, however, anticipate Kathleen to join him.
Furthermore, he had no idea when Kathleen had returned.
Indeed, while traveling back, Kathleen had concealed her whereabouts. She kept it a secret from everyone.
As a result, Raymond had not heard anything about her return.
Raymond was certain, though, that the siblings were unaware of his intentions that evening based on how they entered the banquet. As a result, a satisfied smirk flashed on his face.
“Godfather,” Charles greeted impassively.
Raymond nodded. “You've arrived.”
“Long time no see, Mr. Watson,” Kathleen greeted flatly.
Raymond smiled. “Ms. Johnson. I wasn’t expecting you.”
Kathleen only smiled faintly in return.
“It’s good, though,” Raymond added, sly grin on his face. “I have an important announcement to make tonight. It'll be even more lively now that you're both here.”
“I wonder what the good news is?” Kathleen asked.
Raymond cracked a half-smile. “I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise for you. You'll know eventually.”
He cast a quick glance at the visitors. “I should head over and say a few words as it's almost time and the guests are almost all here.”
“Go ahead,” Kathleen replied indifferently.
With that, Raymond turned on his heel and headed for the stage.
Kathleen glanced around before whispering, “Where's Clarissa, Charles?”
“She returned with me, but I'm not sure what happened to her after that,” Charles replied nonchalantly.
Kathleen did nothing but give Charles a thoughtful look.
He still did not seem to be feeling anything for Clarissa.
Relationships, though, were in fact, complicated.
“It's odd. I haven't seen Wilbur either,” Kathleen remarked, her brows knitted together.
In a low voice, Charles replied, “Maybe Wilbur isn't even here.” “Don't tell me he went to deal with Axeworth Corporation on Raymond's behalf?” Kathleen inquired, her temples throbbing.
“It's possible,” Charles muttered.
Kathleen lowered her gaze. She could not help but feel slightly worried for Samuel.
“Are you really treating Samuel as a hothouse flower?” Charles asked in an attempt to console Kathleen.
Kathleen was taken aback by his words.
“He’s Samuel Macari, for crying out loud,” Charles continued. “Even if he's lost his memories, he's not an easy opponent.”
Kathleen nodded.
Raymond's voice came through before Kathleen could even utter a reply. “Truth to be told, I've invited everyone tonight to attend my daughter Clarissa's engagement ceremony.”
Everyone, including Kathleen and Charles, was stunned.
Who is Clarissa getting engaged to?
‘And the person who's going to be engaged to my daughter is no one other than Charles Johnson,” Raymond announced as he looked at Charles.
Charles furrowed his brows. What the hell does Raymond mean by this?
Kathleen, too, had her brows furrowed into a severe frown.
“I believe everyone's aware that Charles is my godson. I have been treating him like my own. Thus, I wish to marry my beloved daughter to him. I hope everyone can give them your blessings." Then Raymond began to applaud, and the crowd soon joined in.
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