“Did you just say a charity party? Is it being held by the Larson Group?”
Putting away the coat she had just pulled off her body, Janet thought it over for a few seconds and then added, “But I don’t have an evening dress for such an occasion. When you were Ethan, it was no big deal for me to wear my usual dress to attend a formal event. But today the situation happens to be very different. You’re Brandon Larson now. If I underdress, it will go on to be a huge disgrace to you.”
In fact, Janet didn’t want to go at all. If she went to the party, she’d have to face those who looked down at her.
After adjusting his tie, Ethan asked in a very gentle voice, “Didn’t I buy you a custom-made dress before? If it’s not something you like, I’ll ask my assistant to send over a few more for you to choose.’’
Ethan quietly looked at Janet for a few seconds and as if sensing her thoughts, he touched her hair and asked her, “Don’t you want to go to the party? A distinguished guest from Barnes will be there. Joanna White happens to be a famous philanthropist in Barnes. I want to introduce you to her.”
With a sweet smile on her face, Janet leaned her head against Ethan’s shoulder and said, “I nearly forgot about the dress you gave me. Wait a minute; I’ll go get changed.”
After that, she walked into the room and put on the dress. She knew in her heart that Ethan had good intentions for doing this. He wanted to bring her to such important occasions to emphasize and consolidate her position. Sooner or later, she had to adapt to such things.
After putting on her dress and fixing her makeup, she headed to the party with Ethan.
The charity dinner just got started. This event was totally different from any party that Janet had attended before. This kind of charity dinner was obviously on a higher level than the other events. Everyone here was refined and talked properly
“Mr. Larson, it’s good to finally meet you.” Two men in tuxedos, who were about fifty years old, made their way over with huge smiles on their faces.
When talking to them, Brandon was not as level-headed as he was to other people. Perhaps they were business partners. The three of them talked together rather casually for a while. The atmosphere seemed to be relaxed and pleasant.
Janet sat on the side and enjoyed the desserts and champagne quietly. At this moment, several middle-aged rich ladies came over to talk to her.
“Mrs. Larson, do you like sweets?” a rich lady in a fitting dress and curly hair asked with a smile on her face, staring at the plate resting in Janet’s hand.
After a short pause, Janet nodded with a slight smile. The desserts here were indeed very delicious and at the same time, she was not that much of a fussy eater.
“Booth’s Cake is way better. Mrs. Larson, please go try it when you have the time. Its taste is much better than these cheap desserts they serve here.”
Mrs. Kane let out a long sigh and then went on to say, “You have no idea how excellent my daughter is. She went to study in a foreign country alone at the age of fifteen. Many rich young men are pursuing her, but she only likes mature men.”
With a faint smile on her face, Janet acted like she didn’t understand what Mrs. Kane meant. She was feeling so
angry and aggrieved that she couldn’t even taste the dessert in her mouth.
“What are you girls talking about? It appears to be something funny.”
At this time, a middle-aged woman in a royal blue V-necked evening dress walked over toward them. She was noble, low-key, and elegant all at once. She had a graceful and elegant appearance, with an easy-going and calm aura emanating from her. Her long black hair was held up on her head by a black wooden hairpin. When those rich ladies caught sight of her, they became restrained and courteous right away.
“Good evening, Mrs. White. We’re just chatting with Mrs. Larson here.”
The middle-aged woman had a friendly smile on her face. She glanced over at Janet, appearing stunned for a few seconds, and then asked with a gentle smile on her face, “You’re Janet, right?”
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