Julian's frown deepened.
Susan's facial expression worsened too.
Isabelle realized that she had said something wrong. She soon tried to save the scene. "What I mean is... I'm Susie's cousin."
"Yes, you're just her cousin, and you got in touch with her again only a month ago." Julian glanced at the waiter beside him calmly. "Susie and I have some other things to deal with. Bring her to table 165."
"Alright," the waiter replied swiftly.
Isabelle bit her lower lips for she knew that she could not dispute that anymore. So she left rather reluctantly.
Susan looked at Isabelle as she disappeared from her sight. She could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
She did not have a bad impression of Isabelle before. But she started to observe Isabelle more closely after Julian's reminder.
She realized that Isabelle did indeed have her eyes on Julian.
Susan could not help but glance at Julian. "It's true that beauty brings nothing but trouble."
Julian's eyebrows twitched. He could not help but pinch Susan's cheek. "You should really stay away from her since you know that perfectly well."
"I did that indeed." Susan shoved Julian’s hand away a s she appeared quite annoyed. "But she came looking for me out of her own accord. I couldn’t bring myself t o ignore her."
“Let me handle her directly next time," Julian said.
"Got it," Susan replied.
After that, they found themselves surrounded by other guests. They soon started to attend to the other guests.
In a remote corner, Isabelle was seen looking at both Julian and Susan while biting her lower lip vigorously.
Julian was indeed a cruel person.
He claimed to let go of the past, and he was indeed quite harsh on her.
Was Little Flower really insignificant to him?
Isabelle would never believe that.
But what else could she do even if she refused to believe that? She could only sit there in the corner and watch how both Susan and Julian became the spotlight of the day.
Previously, the same thing happened at Old Master Leeds's birthday party.
At last, she tried her best and plotted her scheme. Still, she did not get what she wanted.
She could not bring herself to reconcile with that fact.
"Mr. Shaw is indeed nice to his wife.” Someone else was having a discussion beside her.
"I think so too. Just look at him. He never lets his wife leave his sight!"
“I heard that Mr. Shaw has finally settled down and found his one true love. I didn’t believe that at first. But now when I look at it...”
"I wonder what kind of a person Mrs. Shaw is. How could she get a man like Mr. Shaw to stay beside her always?”
They enjoyed their discussion. But Isabelle's facial expression worsened as time went by.
If Susan was not there, Isabelle felt that she would certainly be Mrs. Shaw. The person who everybody envied would certainly be her. 2
Isabelle appeared rather savage and cunning at that moment, but she suppressed her emotions.
Now, Susan was guarding herself against Isabelle because of that message she sent Julian. Hence, Isabelle needed to calm herself down and tried her best to look for a chance slowly.
Moreover, she did not get to show her true abilities yet. Isabelle soon found Madam Shaw from among the crowd. Her smile deepened.
If she could not tackle both Julian and Susan, she still had another way. She would start with Madam Shaw then.
The party began officially.
There was a gigantic screen around 100 square meters at the front part of the hall which held a thousand guests. Susan's designs were shown continuously on the screen.
Susan was deeply embarrassed when she saw that before, but she got used to it as time went by.
It was halfway through the party that Julian led Susan to the front part of the hall.
The guests could not help but put down their forks and spoons.
The most important moment had come. It was a grand event, and certainly Julian was going to announce some important things.
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