The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 168 What Is the Grand Event?

"Red is good. It's festive,” Julian replied.

Susan was soon tongue-tied.

Her red full dress appeared quite gorgeous and charming. But Julian commented that it was festive.

She could not help but think about the kinds of chubby babies who wore red clothes on the Christmas posters that she saw.

'Forget it! I'm not going to be annoyed with a man who knows nothing about romance.'

Susan complained about it secretly and got into the car.

Breeze Manor was now bustling with all kinds of activities. It was a rare scene.

There were a lot of luxurious cars, and they soon filled up around five or six parking lots in the manor.

The waiters and waitresses were as busy as bees.

There were around a hundred waiters and chefs in order to handle such a grand and big party.

As the host and the hostess, it was considered early for them when Julian and Susan reached the manor.

The party would begin at eight at night. They went to the venue at six in the evening.

Unexpectedly, there were a lot of guests who were much earlier than them.

The moment they appeared, the others soon smiled happily and greeted them.

"Mr. Shaw, this is the first time you're holding a party. Do you have anything important to announce to the others?” a middle-aged man smiled and asked Julian.

"Yes." Julian nodded seriously. "My wife-Susan, won the first price during the design competition last night.”

Julian said that proudly.

They burst into joyful laughter. "Congratulations, Mrs.

Shaw.” The others turned to look at Susan and congratulated her.

After that, they could not help but ask, "Is there anything else?”

"Anything else?" Julian frowned slightly. "Nothing else.”

The party was indeed held to celebrate Susie’s success.

"Mr. Shaw, you're not being cool about it. How could you conceal the truth from us up until now?" they claimed.

"Am I?" Julian said. "There's indeed nothing else."

The others still could not bring themselves to believe that.

Somebody laughed and said, "It’s fine, Mr. Shaw. You can keep it a secret still. We'll wait for it patiently."

What kind of secret was he keeping? Julian could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly. When he wanted t o explain himself, another group of guests came toward them. Then, a similar conversation was repeated.

"Julian, Susie." Madam Shaw led them away when she was free.

"Mom."

"Julian." Madam Shaw lowered her voice. "Tell me. What kind of important thing are you going to announce tonight?"

Julian was speechless when Madam Shaw asked him the very same question.

He was thinking of how to assure everybody about the truth, claiming that it was just a simple celebration party. Suddenly, Susan’s phone rang.

"Mom, I’ll go and answer a call." Susan smiled apologetically at Madam Shaw before she walked away.

“Susie, it’s me." Susan heard a gentle voice at the other end of the phone.

Susan was stunned. "Isa?"

She was extremely busy for that entire week. Isabelle called her several times to ask her out to have meals together, but she rejected her.

She was indeed busy. On the other hand, she listened t o Julian and stayed away from Isabelle.

"Susie, why didn't you tell me that you won the design competition? It's a very important thing." Isabelle sounded like she was wronged. "Do you really hate m e?"

Susan was having a dilemma when she heard Isabelle using that kind of tone while talking to her. She could not help but say, "No, it’s not a big deal. There's no need to mention it."

"Mr. Shaw held such a grand party for it. How could it be a small affair?" Isabelle used a pitiful voice to speak to her. "Susie, I thought that we were best friends. How could you not send me the

invitation card for such a grand event?"

Susan could only excuse herself. "The assistant helped send the invitation cards. I didn't ask about the guest list in detail.”

"I knew it." Isabelle sounded excited all of a sudden. "I knew that you’d definitely invite me over if you asked about it."

"Yes,” Susan said casually.

"That's wonderful. I'm now standing at the entrance, and the guard refused to let me in. Susie, can you come and allow me in?" Isabelle said immediately. 2 'What?'

Susan was astonished.

She was only being polite to her. Surprisingly, Isabelle was standing at the entrance waiting for her.

"Susie, I'll be waiting for you here," Isabelle said quickly and hung up the phone.

Susan was put in a difficult position.

Isabelle had come. It seemed rather bad to ask her to wait there all night long.

By the way, Isabelle only sent a message to Julian, and she did nothing wicked which was unforgivable.

Susan considered it for a short while before heading t o meet Isabelle.

After a few minutes, Susan was seen leading Isabelle t o the main hall.

"Isa, I still need to attend to the other guests. Enjoy," Susan said.

It was not easy for Isabelle to be allowed to enter the party. She would be reluctant to just be ignored like that. She soon smiled and said, "Susie, we're relatives. Madam Shaw is your elder. It means that she's my elder too. I should pay her respect this time around. Otherwise, they might think the Shelbys are rude."

Susan did not manage to respond before Isabelle went toward Madam Shaw and Julian directly. 1

Susan frowned. She could only follow Isabelle there.

"Madan Shaw, Mr. Shaw," Isabelle spoke softly.

Madam Shaw was talking with Julian. However, she was interrupted all of a sudden. She could not help but frown and turn to look at Isabelle.

Isabelle said immediately, "Madam Shaw, nice to meet you. I'm Susie’s relative." C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Susan rushed over to them, and she could do nothing else except introduce Isabelle to Madam Shaw. "Mom, meet my cousin, Isabelle."

Madam Shaw sneered. "Shelbys... No wonder, she seems just as petty as you."

Madam Shaw glanced at Isabelle in contempt. Then, she said, "I'll go and greet the other guests."

She did not even look at Isabelle directly before turning to leave.

Isabelle looked at Madam Shaw as she disappeared from her sight. She did not feel embarrassed. On the other hand, she seemed to be thinking about something.

Although Madam Shaw seemed to be mocking her openly just now, she was doing the same thing to Susan secretly.

It seemed like Susan was not very respected by the Shaws.

Isabelle felt that there was still hope for her.

Her eyes brightened at that.

"Isabelle?" Julian looked at her with a meaningful look, and there was a soft crease between his eyebrows. "It seems like we didn't invite you to this party."

He ordered his subordinates to arrange the guest list. But only those prestigious and influential people from Ningcheng City were invited other than the employees from Lanyard Construction. The nouveau riche like the Shelbys did not deserve the invitation card.

Susan was about to explain the situation to Julian.

However, Isabelle took the initiative to speak first. " Susie's the one who brought me here."

The underlying meaning was that Susan was the one who invited her.

Susan glanced at Isabelle once, but she did not intend t o play along with Isabelle's game. "Isabelle had been waiting at the door earlier on. I thought it wouldn’t matter much if we're having just one more guest."

Julian understood what Susan meant. He turned to look at Isabelle coldly. He called a waiter over and ordered him, "The guest list has been fixed beforehand. Miss Shelby is here at the last minute. Please bring her to table 165. That table is specially prepared for any extra guests. There might still be some available spaces left."

"Alright." The waiter prepared to lead Isabelle away.

"Wait for a moment," Isabelle said as she had not given up hope. "Mr.Shaw, Susie, I’m sure you’re busy attending to all the guests. I could give you a hand. I...:"

"There's no need for that. We have sufficient waiters here."

Isabelle became nervous. "The host still needs to serve and attend to the important guests, isn't that right?" 1

'Host?'

Did Isabelle assume that she was the hostess given what she said?