the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 1010: Surrounded by Silly Women, Some Even Want to Touch His Muscles, Hah
In the afternoon, Richard Shaw was busy studying the upcoming military exercise. When he came out, he saw that the garden had completely transformed. The sun had already set, and as the sky turned dark, the entire garden sparkled with stars, filled with exotic flowers and fragrant scents. A bar had been set up in the middle, turning it into an outdoor celebration.
The man stood by the window, his long, rugged fingers pressed against the window frame. His handsome face showed a hint of surprise; he never expected that an eighteen-year-old girl could handle things so skillfully.
Pearl Landon, slightly embarrassed having been criticized by Richard Shaw, forced a stiff smile and approached Crystal Landon, saying, "Crystal, you’re so capable, getting everything done in such a short time."
Crystal Landon smiled lightly and said, "Because the Shaw Family helped me. I certainly couldn’t have done it alone."
Pearl Landon, on the other hand, might not have been able to. Stung by Crystal’s words, Pearl endured it and headed to the garden.
"I don’t like your sister anymore, she’s not nice to you at all," Nova Howard pouted, angrily.
Crystal Landon burst into laughter, shaking Nova Howard’s arm, and said, "Why aren’t you being silly this time?"
"You’re the silly one," Nova Howard pretended to hit her.
Crystal made a funny face at her and ran out, narrowly avoiding crashing into the door. The man standing by the window reached out to steady her, glanced at her with deep eyes, then turned away and left without saying a word.
Crystal Landon felt her heartbeat quicken from his gaze. She didn’t know why, despite not interacting much with Richard lately, she felt undeniably flustered in front of his somewhat unfamiliar yet strikingly handsome and cold face.
Deciding to shake it off, Crystal clapped her face and decided to find Hawk Howard for a drink.
As evening approached, the garden’s ground lights and colorful star-shaped lights lit up one by one. Invited elites arrived one after another, surprised by the beautiful setting. Is this really the understated Shaw family?
The Shaw Mansion covered a vast area, and its garden was huge, divided into several zones. The evening banquet was held near the main house, featuring an endless flow of desserts and a bloodthirsty, cool bartender. The powerful Major General, enough for them to brag about for three years, no, five years; after all, the Shaw family virtually never invited outsiders.
The socialites surrounded Pearl Landon immediately, showering her with flattery. Pearl, feeling quite conceited from the praise, squinted and smiled, thinking there was more to see later.
When Alaric and Balthazar Howard heard about it and arrived at the Shaw Mansion, they saw their younger brother Caspian Howard acting as a bartender for the Shaw Family. A few socialite ladies loitered around him, and they couldn’t help but laugh until their mouths cramped. Hawk Howard, called over temporarily to act as a bartender, had maintained a cold demeanor all afternoon. Who would willingly work as a bartender at a rival’s home? Moreover, surrounded by silly women trying to touch his muscles, hilarious.
Since returning to the Imperial City, Hawk Howard hadn’t made any appearances in the social circle; apart from the Howard and Shaw families and Crystal Landon, no one knew his identity.
These socialites genuinely treated him like an ordinary bartender.
"Alaric Howard, Balthazar Howard are here."
When Augustus Howard and Drake Howard arrived, the crowd became excited. Although invited, Richard Shaw never appeared; so the person of highest status here was Richard Shaw’s fiancée, Crystal Landon. Bored socialite ladies started flirting with the handsome bartender, and excitement surged as the Howard family arrived.
"Is Richard Shaw not at home?" Drake Howard asked Crystal Landon. Crystal had been sitting by the bar watching those women flirt with Caspian Howard. Caspian looked ready to explode, laughing hysterically; she had set up the venue, and the lively atmosphere was Pearl’s affair.
