"Regarding our engagent ceremony, my parents wish to hold it at the Ford Residence, organized by them, as a token of their goodwill for us. As for the wedding ceremony, I wish to have it in a church abroad."
"You handle it as you see fit, I have no objections."
"And one more thing, Conrad, do you really... have no relatives in this world?" Marilyn asked him skeptically.
"None!"
"Then when we get married, will the seats for the groom’s family be completely empty?"
Conrad lowered his head, hiding the sharp glint in his eyes that flashed montarily, "Do as you see fit. If you feel it’s embarrassing to have them empty, it’s not impossible to find soone to pretend."
The man swirled the wine in his hand, the rich aroma unique to top-grade wine wafting from the glass.
Marilyn watched him savor the wine, subconsciously clenching her palm, "Why would I feel embarrassed? I love you for who you are, your background and whether you have family or not doesn’t matter to ."
After Conrad finished the red wine in his glass, Marilyn suddenly put down her wineglass and rubbed her temples: "Conrad, I don’t feel well, my head is dizzy!"
"Then let take you to rest for a while."
Inside the VIP suite, there were several individual resting rooms. Conrad led Marilyn to one, letting her lie down on the sofa to rest well, and called Marilyn’s manager, Sharon Langley, to take care of her.
After settling Marilyn in, Conrad walked out of the resting room and returned to the bar he sat at earlier.
The man poured himself half a glass from the sa bottle of wine from before, examining the crimson liquid closely, a mysterious and unreadable smile forming at the corners of his lips.
Then, he drank it all in one go.
...
"President Sterling, where did Marilyn go?"
Seeing Conrad drinking alone, May Yuille suddenly approached him.
"Resting!"
"If Marilyn isn’t feeling well, how about I keep you company?"
"..." Conrad glanced at her, this ti showing no courtesy.
The man put down his wineglass and turned to leave.
May watched his tall and sturdy figure, knowing he was a rare prize in a world of n. Not willing to give up, she bit her lip and decided to follow.
Just as the two of them left the private suite one after the other, Marilyn sat up on the sofa in the resting room.
She appeared fine now, but Sharon still supported her, whispering in her ear, "Marilyn, President Sterling left the suite after finishing his wine. And that May Yuille, she followed him out."
Marilyn frowned, "I want to go out and take a look."
"Don’t be hasty, let go."
Since President Sterling had already drunk the ’spiked’ wine they prepared, there was surely a good show to follow.
Sharon, as the unnoticeable scouting party, went out to inquire about the situation and reported back to Marilyn, "I saw them exchange a few words in the hallway, then President Sterling put his arm around May Yuille."
Hearing this, Marilyn couldn’t hold back any longer.
She left the resting room, following Sharon’s directions, just in ti to see Conrad holding May Yuille from behind, their bodies pressed closely together in a suggestively intimate manner as they entered an empty suite.
May’s beauty and Anna Thornton’s were both vivid types, but the difference was in whether they could captivate or not.
In terms of facial features and face shape, May was far inferior to Anna Thornton. She had undergone costic surgeries, her nose was certainly altered, even when showing a cheerful expression her facial muscles couldn’t keep up, resulting in an indescribable strangeness up close.
And such a woman managed to catch Conrad’s eye?
At this thought, Marilyn incredulously clenched her teeth.
"Sigh, this is the inherent flaw of n, they find it hard to refuse those who throw themselves at them. Just like Anna Thornton back then, she climbed into President Sterling’s bed this way." Sharon tried to comfort Marilyn at this mont, "Don’t be too upset, it’s all just for fun. President Sterling won’t take it seriously, isn’t Anna Thornton just an example?"
Marilyn didn’t care about Anna Thornton, just thinking about what Conrad and May were doing in an empty suite made her heart feel as if it was on fire.
But this ti, she sched to send another woman to Conrad’s bed.
Marilyn regretted sowhat, wanting to knock on the door to stop them, but Sharon held her back, "Marilyn, don’t act impulsively at a ti like this, have you forgotten your mother’s advice?"
Today’s test for Conrad was suggested by Marilyn’s mother, Alia Grant.
After so many years in a wealthy family, one knows how unreliable n can be. The richer and more powerful they are, the more unreliable, hence Alia couldn’t help her daughter but start planning before the wedding.
This test today, it would be best if Conrad could pass of course.
If he couldn’t, then it would depend on what Marilyn decided.
Should she call off the engagent? Or turn a blind eye?
Actually, neither of these are the best options!
The best option is to use this opportunity to hold sothing over Conrad, adding leverage in the marriage. If there’s ever a showdown with this man, today’s caught-in-the-act evidence could help Marilyn gain more benefits.
An alliance between aristocrats is always filled with transactions clearly marked with a price.
Marilyn didn’t want to end up like Henry Willow’s mother, who married a man with love and innocence. In the end, countless mistresses bullied their way up, dying with regret, all the while leaving everything painstakingly built for those outside mistresses, even her biological son gained nothing.
This is the negative example of the Aethelgard elite, one to be heeded by everyone!
This is what marriage in the elite circle is, appearing perfect and splendid, yet inside it’s full of ticulous calculations!
Marilyn waited outside the suite, intending to wait at least ten minutes, until things were heating up inside, and then barging in, hoping to catch them in the act.
This way, the man would have no excuse, leaving the guilt for her in the deepest recesses.
From the outside, it seed Conrad made the first move towards her, Marilyn should be in control in this relationship. But now she realized, she didn’t even have the courage to break up with grace.
Indeed, Marilyn intended to use this man’s guilt, aning she never considered breaking up.
She began to make excuses for Conrad, if not for that ’wine’, Conrad wouldn’t lose control so easily given his self-restraint.
Marilyn even started to reflect that in her interactions with Conrad she had been too courteous, going overboard.
If they had had a relationship before, Conrad with that need would naturally have co to her first, after all, she was in the resting room.
Ten minutes...
For the first ti, Marilyn felt ten minutes so long...
She tasted the tallic hint of her gums bleeding slightly, finally enduring this long period of ti.
She eagerly moved forward to knock on the door, yet feared making a big scene would embarrass her.
Sharon took out a key prepared in advance, unlocked the door, and went in directly.
Marilyn had been ready to witness a debauched scene inside.
However, upon opening the door, the situation inside was not as they imagined.
Only May was lying on the sofa, her clothes were perfectly in place, and there was no trace of Conrad.
Awakened by their entrance, May rubbed her eyes and sat up, "Marilyn, why are you here?"
"You’re here alone?"
"I’ve been alone the whole ti!"
Sharon
didn’t believe it, searched the inside and outside of the suite, even the bathroom, but didn’t find any sign of Conrad.
Seeing this, Marilyn’s face turned ashen.
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