"Jas!" Amber Whitman squeezed herself between Evelyn Clayton and Jas Grant, half-tilting her body towards him: "Jas, your speech on stage just now was really amazing!"
"His speech was written by his secretary." Evelyn Clayton sneered: "You should complint his secretary."
Amber turned her head and rolled her eyes at her: "But Jas’s delivery was great too, that poise and deanor have nothing to do with the secretary, right?"
"Amber, mind your words."
Jas Grant’s smile didn’t drop from his face, but it didn’t reach his eyes, making Amber feel uneasy.
"Jas, I just want to stand up for you."
"I’m just standing up for my fiancée. Instead of standing up for , you should focus more on looking after yourself." Jas’s tone was unwavering.
Amber’s eyes started to well up with tears: "Jas, you’re scolding because of her!"
"Alright, Amber, stop making a fuss. Your face won’t look pretty with tears all over it."
During their conversation, Evelyn Clayton stood by silently, watching.
Jas Grant’s attitude towards Amber seed to be of brotherly affection and lenience.
But Amber didn’t see it that way. Her infatuated gaze and doting words indicated her special feelings.
"Miss Whitman, can’t you see your cousin and his fiancée are having a mont? Don’t you have any sense, insisting on being a third wheel?"
A mocking female voice ca from behind them.
Amber turned her head, only to see Olivia Calder standing behind them.
Olivia Calder was Amber’s nesis, they were the sa age, and had been in the sa school since childhood, yet never beca friends. Instead, they developed a never-see-eye-to-eye relationship.
The Whitman and Calder families had similar assets and status, which led to constant comparisons between the two, gradually fostering mutual dislike.
"Olivia, what does Whitman family business have to do with you? Do you really have to add fuel to the fire here?" Amber pouted: "Jas, look at her—"
"Jas, I’m just stating the truth. Don’t you find your private ti interrupted annoying?" Olivia asked confidently.
Evelyn Clayton found Olivia intriguing, her voice was clear and bright, appearing straightforward and composed, a rarity among high-born ladies.
"Indeed annoying."
Jas didn’t spare Amber’s feelings, answering without hesitation.
Amber’s face turned pale with anger: "Jas, I’m not speaking to you anymore!"
She turned and ran out of the banquet hall, seemingly to find a place to cry.
Olivia always had an eye for beautiful won, and upon seeing Evelyn, she promptly introduced herself and made acquaintance.
In a few short minutes, they were chatting animatedly, as if they had known each other for ages.
"Evelyn, can I visit your studio next ti?"
"Of course you can."
Seeing they had completely forgotten about him, Jas cleared his throat: "You continue chatting, I’ll head over there."
Evelyn nodded.
As soon as Jas left, Olivia mysteriously pulled Evelyn to the side.
"Evelyn, be careful of Amber. She’s unhinged, she misunderstood that I liked Jas before and did a lot of bad things to , that’s why we fell out. She seems gentle but in reality..." Olivia trailed off, leaving Evelyn’s imagination to fill the gaps.
Evelyn twitched her mouth: "Aren’t they cousins?"
"That’s a long story, it’s a private Whitman family matter, so it’s not my place to say. Just be cautious of her. Also, keep an eye on Jas, you see, even after he introduced your status on stage, there’re still so many won around him."
Following Olivia’s direction, Evelyn looked over.
Not far away, Jas was indeed surrounded by a group of won, appearing to enjoy every mont of it.
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