"I'm doing fine. Dad, Andrew, Colin, why did you only show up now?" Diana inquired.
"It's all because of Andrew. He kept fussing around in the room," James showed a hint of displeasure. "It's just a simple engagement, yet he acted so nervously. Who knows what he was worrying about."
Colin, standing beside them, gave Andrew a silent glance.
Nervous?
He had, in fact, been attempting to escape through the second-floor window. He tried multiple times but ultimately gave up due to his fear of heights.
Upon hearing the words, a hint of guilt flickered across Diana's face.
"Uh, well, Dad, is Andrew's blind date Rose from the Walsh family?" Diana hesitated, her tone uncertain.
"You've already met her?" James's serious expression softened with a touch of contentment. "Is she educated, poised, and gentle? I had to talk Billy into agreeing to have Andrew meet her. Tonight, you must make her my future daughter-in-law!"
Saying this,
Diana had to fight an eye-roll at that. So, basically, she was being called shallow? "Just say you don't know arts. Why try to argue your way out of it?" Joel retorted with displeasure. John cast a fleeting glance at him, a look filled with unmistakable threat. Joel's face stiffened, and though he was clearly displeased, he still closed his mouth. "I don't understand this painting either," John spoke up, breaking the tension. The banquet hall fell into an instant silence. Everyone exchanged looks, hesitant to speak up. A few seconds of silence followed. Then came a mocking voice. "Yeah, I don't get it either. It's like some kind of mystical symbol. Who knows what it's supposed to mean?" Frank, standing not far away, casually inserted a hand into his pink suit, projecting an air of nonchalance. Taking "superficial" to the extreme. Upon hearing his words, the crowd buzzed for a moment, and
A frozen smile appeared on Charlotte's lips. Had she misheard? Diana, this seemingly useless person, had actually called her artwork so-so?! "Ms. Thompson is quite audacious, isn't she? Do you even understand this painting?" Joel couldn't help blurting out. The others nearby also turned their gaze towards Diana. Their expressions carried a mix of disbelief and astonishment. Lotus was equally displeased. "Ms. Thompson, young as you are, you should mind your words," she retorted. "Since Ms. Thompson said that, she must be capable of creating stunning artwork. I'm quite eager to see it," Joel chimed in, suppressing his annoyance. Charlotte managed to suppress her irritation and calmly said, "Ms. Thompson, please proceed." A new canvas was brought in and placed at the center of the room. Diana, without hesitation, rose lazily from her seat, stretching her arms a bit. Then, under the varied gazes of t
Frank hesitated, instantly quiet as a mouse. With his bro around, he worried about nothing. John extended his hand, wrapping it around Diana's waist with a gentle grip. His phoenix-like eyes swept across the crowd. "Let's see who dares." The words, neither light nor heavy, descended, and the room suddenly hushed. The two security guards who were about to step forward froze in their tracks, silent as cicadas in winter. "John, you've really lost your mind. You've actually been bewitched by a woman like her. This is Matthews Group's territory, and this woman... won't be allowed to run wild here!" Max's eyes turned red with anger. John stared at him coldly, "Your territory?" His gaze met Scarlett's, his tone icy, "It hasn't been for a long time." At these words, a chill swept through Max's eyes. His hand holding the glass of wine began to tremble involuntarily. John's words were not far from
"She passed away six years ago." Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang reached out and gently held her wrist. "I see... so you went through a significant ordeal and stopped painting as a result?" Diana: What??? Ms. Wang looked at her, a layer of guilt gradually welling up in her eyes. "Ms. Thompson, I misunderstood you earlier. I saw you causing a scene at Matthews Group, and I had some misconceptions about you." Diana: ... Well, it wasn't exactly a misunderstanding. Scarlett cleared her throat. "Back then, I indeed acted inappropriately and disturbed the lady..." Thinking about her previous over-the-top attire as a pheasant, Diana felt a twinge of guilt. Ms. Wang sighed. "Looking back now, it's possible that you hadn't fully recovered deep down, which led to such unusual behavior!" As she spoke, Ms. Wang grew more compassionate. She reached out, gently embracing Diana and patting her back. "But it's all i
Yet, when they were leaving, the scene was quite different. "It seems Ms. Wang has quite the liking for Diana, doesn't she? Look at her demeanor, it's completely changed!" "Life is full of surprises. With this turn of events, the Matthews Group is truly getting stronger!" "Why do you think Diana acted like such a simpleton before? This quirk is really puzzling..." "She was just playing it cool. Sometimes silence speaks volumes!" ... In the midst of the venue, Claude reeled back his shock and turned to John. "John, why didn't you tell us sooner that Diana is Wonder?" He had worried for nothing! John remained unfazed, "I didn't know that, either." Soon after escorting Ms. Wang out of the banquet hall, Diana quickly returned. She rushed over to John, lifting her dress and gazing up at him with eager eyes, resembling a child seeking praise. John caught her meaning, a gentle warmth in his eyes
Returning this time, Max had been absolutely confident, claiming that both the Chinese business and the Main Street project were sure wins for him. Yet, both opportunities had slipped through his fingers! Without these two golden opportunities, Max's company's chances against the Matthews Group were practically non-existent. Joel's gaze shifted, a decision forming in his mind. He picked up his own glass, flashing a pleasing smile at John. "John, my trust in you is well-placed indeed. Congratulations, the future of Matthews Group looks as bright as ever!" Max's eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face. "Joel? What are you implying?" Was he planning to betray them? Joel turned to Max, his expression unyielding. "Max, as a member of the Matthews Group, it's only natural for me to be happy for its success!" There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. If he didn't stand by John's side n
Upon hearing this, Max let out a cold chuckle. A flicker of darkness passed through his sharp eyes. So, John, you have a vulnerability too... "True, that woman's belongings mean nothing to me. Eva, go ahead and give it to him. I've bought you so much jewelry, this one won't make a difference." Hearing his words, Eva took off the necklace in agreement. She casually placed it in front of John. Diana stood aside, almost fuming with anger! These two despicable individuals! Using John's deceased mother to hurt him, it's inhumane! Seeing the necklace in Eva's hand, a cold expression formed on John's handsome face. This necklace was a gift Max had bought for his mother when Max got engaged to her. It was the only precious possession she cherished immensely, too valuable to wear. She had carefully preserved it for many years. And now, it was hanging around another woman's neck! Sensing Jo
Ethan cast a complex glance at the rearview mirror. In the back seat, his enigmatic and frosty boss sat elegantly, legs crossed, dressed in a finely tailored suit. On his incredibly handsome face, a hint of aloofness shimmered. Perched on his thigh was Diana, dressed in a gown. Her high heels were abandoned by the side, her delicate hands encircling his neck. One of John's hands cradled her slender ankle in his palm, a touch of blush gracing her stunning face, adding a touch of allure. "We've arrived." Diana gently released her hands, turning towards John with a hint of guilt in her voice. In the back seat just moments ago, they had almost lost control. At the critical juncture, he had once again called off the ‘attack’. John bent down, carefully sliding the shoes from the back seat onto her feet and lifting her down from his lap. He was the first to open the car door and step out. When Diana finally dis