Joanna's smile was laced with bitterness. She had reached the absolute end of her rope with her parents.
Maxwell understood her pain. She had sacrificed everything for the dream of a happy, reunited family, but her parents' inherent selfishness had destroyed it all.
Knowing her struggles only made him want to protect her more.
"Come on, I'll escort you to the banquet. From now on, I'm not leaving your side," Maxwell promised with a warm smile.
Meeting his gentle gaze, Joanna managed a slight smile in return. The only thing truly binding them together was that face of his.
"Alright. Let's go. With your face and reputation, we'll secure plenty of deals tonight. You've already mastered Sebastian's mannerisms. I don't need to instruct you on how to handle the elite anymore, do I?"
Maxwell chuckled, affectionately pinching her cheek. "Don't worry. Most of these executives are terrified of me anyway. Tonight is the perfect opportunity to officially launch our new firm. With the reputation Sebastian built over the years, they'll be lining up to partner with us."
The Spencer family banquet was hosted at Marshall's flagship luxury hotel.
The ballroom was a sensory overload of extravagant floral arrangements, towering champagne pyramids, and world-class gourmet catering, all set against the backdrop of a live orchestral quartet.
Socialites and industry titans mingled under crystal chandeliers, the clinking of glasses echoing through the opulent space.
Marshall wheeled Natalie directly to the VIP table, which was already loaded with a spread of her favorite gourmet dishes.
Noticing his meticulous attention to detail, Natalie smiled. Marshall's loyalty always shone through in the little things.
Seeing that they were somewhat isolated, she lowered her voice. "Marshall, what exactly is your endgame for tonight?"



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