In the Lap of Luxury

It wasn't until evening that Grace finally resolved all the work-related matters.

The hotel was lit up, and all the big shots had arrived. Grace held her dress and walked gracefully onto the stage as everyone looked on.

"Thank you, everyone, for taking the time out to attend Amirate Corporation's annual party. I hope we can all have a smooth partnership in the future. Let's have a great time tonight." After saying that, she took a glass from a waiter and raised it to the crowd.

As she raised her head to drink the wine in one gulp, the ruby on her neck shimmered. Cheers and applause erupted from below. Following that, the lights dimmed, and the music started playing. Since the theme was a dance party, everyone was dressed boldly and exuberantly, showing their youthful side.

After stepping down from the stage, Grace noticed that Matthew was shaking his body as he talked business with others. "This annual party is so innovative, Ms. Lewis. I feel ten years younger." She smiled. "You're not very old, Mr. Thorne. I'm afraid you'll have to go back to school if you're ten years younger."

After exchanging pleasantries, she kept her smile and walked straight to the corridor. She asked Ashley, "How are the artists?"

"We'll announce the new idol group later at the party. They're ready, and they're all very eager for this opportunity."

Grace nodded. After Caleb officially announced his relationship, Amirate had noticeably weakened in the competition between idol groups.

She couldn't let others dominate the market, so the talent department had come up with a new plan to deal with it.

As Grace raised her head, she happened to see Joshua entering the room, accompanied by Celia, who was dressed flamboyantly.

"Gracie," he called out.

Feeling somewhat helpless, Grace went over. "Joshua."

After waiting for a while and not hearing her next words, Joshua turned sideways. "And?"

Grace locked eyes with Celia, who smirked arrogantly. "I'm not worthy of Gracie's respect. It's okay, Joshua."

Grace narrowed her eyes. She didn't think Celia deserved to call her "Gracie".

"You're my girlfriend. The Lewis family has taught their children well. Of course she'll treat you with respect."

Joshua was there to support Celia. His words indicated that ignoring Celia would be considered a lack of manners.

After a moment, Grace calmly said to Celia, "Are you going to marry Joshua? You're not Mrs. Iverson until you're engaged." "It's just an address. Why are we talking about engagement?" Joshua was displeased with her persistence.

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Celia sneered. "If you don't want to show me respect, that's fine. You didn't have to come up with such a cowardly excuse."

"The consequences would fall on you, not me," Grace said insinuatingly. "Cherish your life, Ms. Hawkins."

Celia shuddered involuntarily at Grace's words, and she subconsciously looked at Joshua. "Is that true?"

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Grace saw through it.

Displeased, Joshua pulled Celia into the venue.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she turned around, she suddenly saw a figure leaning against a corner, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. He exuded a shady Vibe.

She didn't know how long he had been watching.

"You're quite eloquent." His voice was deep.

Grace couldn't help but shiver. "Mr. Jake, you seem to enjoy eavesdropping."

"We're out in the open."

After extinguishing his cigarette, Jake put his hands in his pockets and walked into the light.

"You don't have an invitation. How did you get in?"

"I don't think you should question the process but rather the result because I'm already standing in front of you."

The smell of smoke on him suffocated Grace. She clenched her fists and took a step back.