“Yes,” Jagger said, affecting a serious tone. “That’s why I made a special effort to attend with Josette tonight. I wanted to show my face, let Zendar see the connection between you and the Lincoln family. Otherwise, a busy man like myself would never have come.”
So that was it. Paxton breathed a sigh of relief.
Jagger clapped him on the shoulder. “When you see Zendar, go over and greet him. Tell him you’re related to the Lincoln family by marriage and ask if he’s free for a meal tomorrow.”
Paxton was surprised. “You’re not coming with me?”
“This partnership is your business,” Jagger said gravely. “This is as far as I can help you.”
Paxton glanced at Josette, finally voicing his concern. “But I also heard that Larissa was the one who invited him. I’m just afraid…”
Josette rolled her eyes. “Bro, don’t tell me you’ve been fooled by that little brat too. Zendar was obviously invited by the Palmers. What kind of influence could a girl like Larissa possibly have? Just do as my husband says. Zendar will surely give the Lincoln family some face.”
Hearing this, Paxton felt foolish for letting Larissa get to him. He nodded. “You’re right. I’m already grateful that you came, Jagger. I’ll handle the rest myself.”
…
By around seven, nearly all the invited guests had arrived in their finest attire. The crowd was a mix of new-money business tycoons, powerful political figures, and distinguished military officers. The presence of so many influential people created a truly spectacular scene.
Amidst the lively atmosphere, Paxton kept glancing at the entrance, waiting for Zendar.

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