"Lucas, I hope you can comply with Grandpa’s wishes."

"He’s old and not in good health now. This banquet is not just my idea, but also his. We’ve been preparing for more than half a month; I hope you can come soon and live up to our expectations."

Isabel pleaded earnestly.

After all, it was true. She used to have a great impression of Eva’s mom, but then so many things happened, gradually changing Isabel’s view of Eva Nightingale.

"Got it, I’ll be there soon." After saying this, Lucas Knight hung up the phone.

"Beep...beep...beep—"

The busy tone made Isabel furrow her brows. This child really is... It clearly was for his own good, but he seemed so unwilling. Truly too willful!!

"Madam, the President will come back." The maid beside her patiently comforted, "He has always been very filial, he’s still very good to you. He will surely understand your concern."

"Hmm." Isabel could only put down the phone and then went to the banquet hall.

...

At Blue Bay Estate, the garden was lavishly covered with red carpet, the dim lighting illuminating the garden. Those ladies and socialites attending the banquet walked on the soft, thick red carpet into the banquet hall.

Charlotte Knight had just reached the garden when a soft, gentle female voice came from the darkness: "Mm, ah...hmm!"

Since Charlotte had been staying at Blue Bay Estate and was favored within the family, Isabel had tasked her with paying extra attention to the banquet.

Hence, Charlotte was hurrying to the banquet hall to mingle with the young ladies. Unexpectedly, she heard such a sound: "An anarchy, ah... darling."

Moreover, the sound seemed to be endless!

Who could it be?

Charlotte turned sideways and walked over, seeing behind a rockery a man and a woman embracing and kissing, completely unmindful that this was a public place.

Oh my god, they’re so shamelessly blatant.

Charlotte initially wanted to leave, thinking it wasn’t her right to interfere, but then the sound drifted through the night into her ears: "Ah... darling, you must help me deal with that little bitch, Charlotte Knight, and also that Ava Morgan is a sly woman, daring to seduce Lucas Knight. You must help me."

The man held Bethany Knight and said, "Your Knight family’s affairs, our Maybourne family shouldn’t interfere. Besides, with the Maybourne family’s influence, we’re no match for the President."

"Bethany, are you sure you want me to help you?"

Henry Maybourne had politely refused.

"Hmph!!" Bethany pouted, "Henry, I’ve been pregnant with your child for two months, and yet you’re not willing to help me..."

"Charlotte Knight, relying on her favor with Lucas Knight, keeps bullying me. Now that I’m pregnant with your child, can’t you think of me?"

"Hmph, Charlotte Knight is rude and despicable, what if she bullies me again and causes a miscarriage? Won’t you care even then?!"

Bethany deliberately rubbed against Henry Maybourne, wanting to kiss him, but what did his constant rejections mean?

"Bethany." Henry Maybourne spoke, "That night, did I really touch you?"

He only remembered drinking too much at the reception and waking up to find Bethany Knight in his arms.

He believed he hadn’t touched her at all.