Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The lights from the lampposts flashed past Susan’s body. Her sparkling skirt shimmered. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the man beside her.
This was the first time she felt Brad was so tall.
She was wearing high heels, but the tip of his nose was at her eye level.
Brad turned his head when he sensed her gaze. His eyes were focused and affectionate.
Nervous?
The man’s tone was low and magnetic. It was like fine wine trickling into Susan’s heart and soul.
She smiled with her peach-shaped eyes. She opened her red lips lightly and said in a soft and clear voice, “I’m alright.”
She was a celebrity who was used to such occasions, so she wasn’t nervous. She was just worried that she would not perform well and affect the man next to her. After all, this was the first time they attended a banquet together.
“Don’t worry. They’re all people from the Quin family. I’ll accompany you, yeah?”
Susan nodded slightly. Her tightened fingertips by the side revealed her excited mood.
“Let’s go.” The man bent his arm. When Susan placed her forearm on his sleeve, both of them stepped on the red carpet under the envious eyes of countless people.
“It’s Susan Yates!”
When they were about to enter the venue, someone finally recognized the famous model, Susan Yates.
“Doesn’t she have a fiancé? She was even on the hot search two days ago. He couldn’t be… Mr. Quin?”
“Nonsense. Mr. Quin doesn’t have any dealings with her. How could he be her fiancé?”
“That’s not right. If they don’t have any interaction, why would Mr. Quin bring her to attend the banquet?”
“…”
Everyone started to discuss Susan more enthusiastically. Someone even started to search for news related to Susan on the Internet.
…
At five-thirty, the banquet officially started.
As the founder of Quin Real Estate, it was not a surprise that Brad had to speak on stage.
Below the stage, Susan stood in a corner. Her gaze followed the man as he walked through the crowd. A smile subconsciously appeared on her lips.
“Hi, little sister-in-law!”
A light teasing sound suddenly traveled from behind. Susan’s heart jumped. She turned around and saw Luke walking forward in a pink suit with a floral shirt.
There were two other men beside him. They similarly had outstanding physical appearances but were steadier than Luke.
Susan sized them up. She felt that they were similar, but she didn’t know them.
“Hi, Mr. Madison!”
Susan looked at Luke once again. She nodded politely to greet him and raised her hand in a dignified manner.
Luke took a flute of champagne from the waiter’s tray. When he handed it to Susan, he raised his glass and said to the two men beside him. “How about it? I knew that little sister-in-law recognized me!”
A man with greasy hair dressed in a blue tuxedo sipped champagne. His long and narrow eyes flashed with a smile. “She’s just being polite. Hi, I’m Mike Queen.”
Mike Queen! So he was the second son of the Queen family in Chicago. He had appeared on the news recently. The family dispute over inheritance was becoming fiercer by day. His father’s health was gradually weakening and his children were fighting openly and secretly for their own commercial interests.
Seeing him at the banquet this time, Susan secretly sized him up. She didn’t seem to detect any hint of him being a scheming person. Perhaps it was her illusion.
“Hi, I’m Tony Hichard!”
After a while, the man standing next to Mike spoke. He was wearing a low-key black suit. A pair of silk-framed glasses were on his overly pale face. His voice was low and hoarse and he looked like a gentle gentleman well-versed in literature and writing.
Tony Hichard…
After thinking for a while, Susan’s eyes shone. “You are… Tony Hichard from the brand, VAN?”