NovelUSAChapter 493 The moment Hilda caught wind of the murmurs rippling through the crowd, she curved her lips into a gracious smile and addressed everyone without a trace of embarrassment. "Forgivefor showing up uninvited tonight," she said warmly. "I simply admire President Carmichael so much that I couldn't resist. I hope you'll all understand." After speaking, Hilda turned to Talbot, who stood nearby, and smiled playfully. "President Glenwood, I hope you don't mind my lack of decorum?" "Not at all," Talbot replied with a polite but insincere smile. "It's a pleasure to have President Saunders here-it's more than I could wish for." Without the slightest concern for appearances, Hilda, Monica Wade, and another companion clustered around Citrine, completely ignoring the Glenwood family patriarch and even Scales, the host. They hadn't even bothered to bring a gift, making it plain as day: tonight, the Saunders family was here to announce their alliance with CICI Group.
Everyone present was sharp enough to read the room. The Saunders family had cto this party uninvited, and their only intention was to declare their support for CICI Group's young chairwoman.
It was clear the Saunders had chosen their side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe guests were all seasoned players. Seeing the Saunders family patriarch so willing to back CICI Group, they were forced to reevaluate Citrine, the eighteen-year-old girl who had built the company into a juggernaut.
Across the room, Jeanette glared at Citrine, who was now surrounded by admirers. Her jaw clenched so hard it seemed she might crack a tooth.
Noticing Jeanette's glare, Scales followed her gaze, then let out a hearty laugh. "Go on, join them. You young folks should mingle and have sfun together." Jeanette hesitated, pressing her lips together. "Grandpa, I'd rather stay here with you." He chuckled again. "You're thoughtful, but I'm just an old man. Keepingcompany is hardly exciting. Besides, all the young people here tonight are from good families. Go, make sfriends-it'll do you good." She paused, then nodded. "Alright, Grandpa, I'll go." With a final glance toward Citrine and her entourage, Jeanette's eyes darkened.
"Go on," Scales urged.
Leaving Scales' side, Jeanette squared her shoulders and made her way toward the group around Citrine.
She'd overheard Scales earlier: the woman by Citrine's side was Hilda, the head of the Saunders family, and the two young people behind her were Hilda's niece and nephew.
If Citrine could win Hilda's favor, why couldn't she? With that thought, Jeanette flagged down a waiter and took a glass of wine, then strode toward Hilda with her head held high.
It was Jeanette's first tappearing as a Glenwood in public, and her unfamiliar face drew curious frowns from the crowd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Who's this girl? I've never seen her before." "No idea. Maybe she just got back from overseas. She looks new around here." Amidst the whispers, Jeanette fixed her gaze on Hilda and offered a poised, confident smile. "President Saunders, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Jeanette, granddaughter of the Glenwood family patriarch. Thank you for coming to my grandfather's birthday celebration. May I offer you a toast?" Hilda's eyes narrowed. Wasn't this the girl who bullied her daughter? She immediately recalled the information she'd uncovered € was swretched girl tormented her daughter for years.
So, she clooking for trouble herself.
had
Hilda's gaze turned icy. "Your last nis Iverson? Aren't you with the Glenwoods?" Jeanette beamed, utterly pleased with herself. "My father is Dick. I'm the daughter he just found and brought home." The Glenwoods were the most
powerful family in Crestwood. Even if Jeanette wasn't the patriarch's m daughter, just being a Glenwood was enough to make everyone treat her with deference.
Jeanette raised her chin, expecting the crowd to shower her with praise. Yet, as the seconds ticked by, not a single person responded.
She could feel the shift in the air-their gazes grew colder, sharper, as if she ver were something distasteful. This wasn't right. How could things turn out like this?
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