\u201cZendar, Luther, Kimberly, you\u2019re here!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the sound of Larissa\u2019s voice, Zendar\u2019s disdainful expression immediately melted into a warm smile as he looked toward the entrance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLarissa!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pushing Haskell\u2019s wheelchair, Larissa quickly made her way through the crowd toward the three of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cZendar, thank you all for coming all this way!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNonsense,\u201d Zendar said dismissively. \u201cIt\u2019s your engagement party. We would have come even if we were on another planet!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re working on a project right now, so the others couldn\u2019t make it,\u201d Luther added. \u201cBut the three of us are here to represent everyone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa knew that these three were the most influential figures from their hidden community. Their presence was a massive statement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBy the way,\u201d Larissa said, turning to Haskell, \u201cZendar, Luther, Kimberly, I\u2019d like to introduce you to my fianc\u00e9, Haskell.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA pleasure to meet you all,\u201d Haskell said with a gentle smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zendar nudged his friends. \u201cSee? I told you her fianc\u00e9 was handsome. I met him back in the village.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kimberly studied Haskell with approval. \u201cThe young man is indeed very handsome.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Paxton, left standing awkwardly to the side, decided to retreat to his table. But just as he turned to leave, Larissa\u2019s voice stopped him. \u201cOh, right. Zendar, this is my uncle, Paxton. He was hoping to talk to you about a partnership.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She then looked at Paxton. \u201cUncle Paxton, the man you were dying to meet is right here. Why so quiet? Cat got your tongue?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Paxton froze, silently cursing her sharp tongue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sapphira smiled. \u201cPaxton already spoke to Zendar. Unfortunately, as soon as Zendar heard who he was, he lost his temper and refused to listen.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so? Well, that\u2019s a shame,\u201d Larissa said, not bothering to hide her amusement. \u201cI gave you a chance, Uncle Paxton, but you just couldn\u2019t deliver. Just like your precious adopted daughter.\u201d She then shifted her gaze to Josette, who was sitting near Kiernan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cZendar, would you mind coming with me to say hello to my aunt, Josette?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at all,\u201d Zendar boomed. \u201cI\u2019m here for you tonight. Whatever you need, just say the word.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa pushed Haskell\u2019s wheelchair toward the Judson family\u2019s table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her approach, Josette\u2019s face grew paler.\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:01\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 260\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAunt Josette.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Josette forced a strained smile. \u201cYes, dear?\u201d she said, silently praying Larissa wouldn\u2019t humiliate her in front of everyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Larissa had no intention of letting her off the hook. \u201cDo you remember our bet, Aunt Josette?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Josette\u2019s hands clenched under the table. Her awkward expression hardened into resentment. \u201c\u2026I remember,\u201d she said reluctantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood. I didn\u2019t think you were old enough to be forgetful yet.\u201d Larissa smiled sweetly. \u201cAnd I do care about our family\u2019s reputation. I won\u2019t make you disgrace the Judson name by kneeling to me in front of all these people. We can save that for tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She emphasized the word \u201ckneeling,\u201d and with each mention, Josette\u2019s face grew a shade darker.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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