Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 200: Spying on Amelia Wright

Although Alia Wright was not wearing a gown, when she appeared at the banquet, it was like a drop of water on a tender leaf amongst heavily made-up faces, seemingly glowing and hard to ignore.

As soon as Emma Lewis left, soone wanted to approach.

But when they saw soone already heading towards Alia Wright, everyone withdrew their gaze.

Amos Shaw, a mber of the Shaw family.

Even though he’s not one of the main heirs, it’s best not to provoke him.

However, Alia Wright, reborn, knew very well that this man was the true supporter of the Shaw family. Those openly fierce competitors for inheritance were actually the ones discarded.

Thinking about Godfery Shaw being the one abandoned, Alia inexplicably felt a surge of anger.

"May I sit here?" the man asked elegantly and appropriately, interrupting Alia’s thoughts.

Alia looked at Amos Shaw, who had already walked up to her. His light gray suit and graceful manners made him seem like the untroubled young master of the family.

Alia had already thought of many things, but her expression remained unchanged.

She replied coolly, "No, this seat is taken."

Amos Shaw was montarily stunned, as if he hadn’t expected such a straightforward rejection.

His eyes turned cold for an instant, but he quickly regained his composure and said gracefully, "My apologies for being presumptuous. I just wished to et a beautiful lady. Here’s my business card, I won’t disturb you further."

Amos placed his business card down and left without troubling Alia.

Many were secretly gloating.

"It seems the Shaw family na isn’t all-powerful."

"This beauty is new here, probably not from this circle, maybe she doesn’t even know Amos Shaw, no wonder she didn’t buy it."

"I heard she ca with the Lewis family’s eldest daughter, though I’m not sure if the one with two large plates of food is the Lewis family’s eldest daughter."

Although these whispers were inaudible to Amos Shaw, he could sense the eyes around him.

Amos maintained an elegant and composed expression, but his gaze grew increasingly dark.

He endured silently. He wasn’t the cannon fodder in plain sight; he was the one orchestrating from the shadows.

He had always kept an eye on those heirs competing publicly in the Shaw family and knew clearly about Godfery’s affairs, which is why he recognized Alia Wright at first glance.

Whether it was because Alia looked more beautiful in person than in photos, or because she had past entanglents with Godfery, she was worth a second glance.

He originally intended to make slight contact, but was directly refused.

In the future, when he controls the Shaw family, he wonders if this woman will regret her current arrogance.

Amos drank a glass of ice water to calm himself. A person in control of everything cannot be swayed by emotions.

Alia sneered internally, no wonder in her past life so many old foxes helped Amos, yet they still couldn’t outmaneuver Godfery.

The true wolf king is born in fierce battles, not soone who believes they control everything from behind the scenes.

This person wasn’t even as good at disguising as she was; beneath the elegant façade, the sinister and arrogant heart was sothing she could see through.

Alia made a ntal note of Amos’s actions, planning to find a way to warn Godfery eventually.

At this mont, Emma returned with two large plates of food, looked over there, and said to Alia, "What did that guy from the Shaw family say to you? Let tell you, of those big business types, not many are good. You’ve got to be careful and don’t let them fool you."

Alia didn’t particularly want to remind Emma that her own Lewis family was one of the four great families of Capital City and also did big business.

She responded calmly, "Didn’t say much, he wanted to sit here, I refused him."

Emma was taken aback, then chuckled and quietly said, "Good refusal. I can’t stand those pretentious types, thinking any woman would fall for them, but this Amos, don’t provoke him. My dad says he’s not simple behind the scenes."

Alia nodded, "Yes, I know, today I’m just here to accompany you. If you take a liking to soone, I can help you vet them."

Emma reached to pinch Alia’s cheek, "You little rascal, have you started joking with ?"

Alia, even with her cheek pinched, didn’t resist and just obediently looked at Emma.

This compliant Alia made it hard for Emma to joke. After a few pinches, seeing Alia’s cheek reddened, Emma felt a bit guilty: "You’re really a delicate flower, even a touch needs caution."

Alia smiled and started eating, realizing she indeed felt a bit hungry.

At this point, many were surreptitiously watching their direction.

They had already automatically cast Emma in the role, wondering where such a beautiful and obedient person ca from.

Amos was also watching, feeling he could sowhat understand why soone like Godfery, raised to be cold and ruthless, would have entanglents with this woman.

This woman, indeed, stirred a bit of his desire to conquer.

Of course, if these people knew what Alia had done, they might swallow back those words like ’beautiful’ and ’obedient’ in surprise.

Emma, sensing the attention, shifted her chair discontentedly to block Alia from view.

"Hey, why is she blocked?"

"Grace, lower your voice, don’t let them see us over there."

"Charles, I...I want to reunite with Nancy, she’s our daughter!"

"Grace, calm down first. After that phone call, Nancy hasn’t contacted us again. You should understand her thoughts; do you really want to force her?"

"I... fine, just secretly watching her like this, I’m content too."

Mr. and Mrs. Allen actually ca to the banquet and were secretly observing Alia over there.

With Alia’s figure blocked, others couldn’t see her, and neither could the Allen couple.

Emma suddenly sat up straight while eating, startlingly.

"What?" Alia asked, puzzled.

Emma, swallowing her food hastily, managed to say, "My dad is coming over."

Alia looked up to see Mrs. Lewis approaching with a middle-aged man.

Mr. Lewis was very tall and broad, his suit almost straining, plus he wore a large gold chain with it...

Alia understood why people in Capital City referred to the Lewis family as upstarts.

Perhaps unrelated to much else, rely a matter of style...

Emma stuttered as she called out, "Dad, Mom."

"Don’t call dad, I dream of having a daughter, not a son. I’ll deal with you when we get back!"

Mrs. Lewis, displeased with the scene, said imdiately, "Old Mr. Lewis, can’t you speak properly? I suspect it’s your bad influence making our daughter want to run to the military every day."

"You told to discipline her..."

"I asked you to speak properly, not to use your hands. Who are you trying to scare?"

"Talking doesn’t work."

"How doesn’t it work? Didn’t she obediently co to the banquet?"

"I..."

Emma looked helplessly at Alia.

Alia now really understood why Emma had developed such a bold and unruly personality. No matter how fierce Mr. Lewis was, with Mrs. Lewis around, there was simply no strictness possible.

Emma tugged at Alia’s sleeve.

Alia understood Emma’s intent and obediently greeted, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."

Mrs. Lewis imdiately looked at Alia with a smile.

Mr. Lewis also quieted down instantly.

A girl?

An obedient and sweet girl?