"I would take my own sweet time if someone else had asked me to come, but since it's you, I decided to come right away. I knew that there would be something good in store for me!"
As she spoke, Essie could not help glancing at Zayne. She felt a surge of excitement in her heart after seeing his handsome face.
Just then, Zayne also looked over and their eyes met.
Anyone with a discerning gaze could see at a glance that there were sparks between them.
Everyone looked at them with a smile and said nothing.
Essie smirked at Zayne playfully, and she did not find his gaze cold at all. After all, she was pursuing him.
Since she was already head over heels for him, there was nothing she couldn't do.
Leah followed Essie's gaze and looked at Zayne quietly. Essie seemed all right with the fact that Zayne was ignoring her, and Zayne was being the normal, icy person he always was. Honestly, she admired Essie's determination.
Meanwhile, Essie was still looking at Zayne.
She blinked, various plots and schemes she had thought of hidden underneath her adorable face.
Zayne looked at her smiling face. Essie would always have a bright grin no matter when.
Even if she was frustrated, she would get over it in a jiffy.
Hence, he thought she was weird.
Where did she get so much energy from?
That day, Essie was wearing a white cashmere sweater and some leggings. They fit her very well and accentuated the length of her legs.
Zayne frowned slightly and turned away.
Essie's lips curled into a smile after seeing him like that. She seemed very happy indeed.
Leah smiled after observing the invisible interaction between Essie and Zayne, "Here, let me introduce you. This is Aunt Grace Smith, Ernest's mom."
"I know. I recognize you, Miss Smith," Essie greeted Grace with a smile.
Grace was dumbfounded.
Miss Smith?
Essie was the same age as her son.
In fact, she was very likely younger than Ernest too.
However, if Essie was going to be Zayne's girlfriend, she would have to address Grace intimately as well.
Hence, Grace grinned, "Welcome to my humble abode."
"I haven't managed to introduce myself. My name is Essie Yarbrough," Essie pointed in Zayne's direction and continued, "I'm very fortunate to share a surname with him. My surname was originally Lawell, but I fell in love with a man and decided to take his surname. Hence, I will be forever his."
Essie made her intentions very, very clear with her words.
She was obviously telling everyone that she shared a close relationship with Zayne.
Even though she did not explicitly say anything, there was no way Zayne could refute her words.
Essie looked at Grace and smiled. Her bravery was increasing by the second.
Meanwhile, Grace had a whole new opinion of Essie.
She was very bold, and Grace admired her.
"Wow, that's very coincidental," Grace feigned ignorance to spare her brother's dignity.
"That's right, Miss Smith. I've heard of your love story with Mr. Jones a long time ago. This time, I've come especially to give you and Mr. Jones a painting," Essie said with a polite grin.
The butler immediately brought a painting adorned with a red ribbon. The painting was quite big and was about twenty inches in size.
The painting was a portrait of Heinz and Grace, and they looked like a lovely couple.
It was so lifelike that it could be mistaken for a photo.
It was clear that Essie was excellent at painting since her works looked very realistic.
Everyone was very impressed.
Even Grace exclaimed, "Wow, is this a painting?"
"Yep, I painted this," Essie grinned as she explained, "I found out about your love story with Mr. Jones a long time ago, and I was deeply impressed by it. Thus, I was inspired to paint. I enjoy drawing everyone that reminds me of the person I love, and I love painting people who are in love."
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