Chapter 10 Jealousy Drove People Crazy

"George's disciple? I heard that every one of their manuscripts is worth thousands of dollars. They don't even care about the necklace, do they?"

"It seems to be a misunderstanding."

"Oh my God! Did she offend someone?"

Franti Cassia heard every word of the people around her. If they continued to look into it, it would be bad for her.

As her mind was in a mess, Mr. Mohr burst into laughter again. "Since it's all a misunderstanding, then this matter is over. Please move to the hall."

The farce finally came to an end for the sake of Mr. Mohr.

Everyone entered the hall one after another. The hall was brightly lit, and there were two rows of white tablecloths. The buffet food was placed in two rows, forming a pair. Since it was a wine party, there was no lack of good wine on the table, and one could smell the fragrance as soon as he or she stepped in.

Mr. Mohr was very enthusiastic about Wendy Cassia's arrival. He held her hand and chatted with her.

"Your master praised you so much that he said you were his most proud disciple."

It was true that Wendy Cassia's works had always been on the top list in the industry in the past few years.

"The most complacent one?"

Hearing Mr. Mohr's words, Franti Cassia smiled slightly, with a layer of disdain on her heavy makeup. "I've never heard of this person in the industry. May I know your name?"

Mr. Mohr was stunned at first and then laughed. "It seems that Miss Cassia is very low profile. Many people don't know your name in the industry. She is..."

"Mr. Mohr, it's just a name. You don't have to say it. People who know it will understand." Wendy Cassia interrupted Mr. Mohr. She didn't want Franti Cassia to know her other identity.

However, her action made Franti Cassia think that she was just an ordinary designer. Franti Cassia smiled, straightened her waist and looked arrogant and proud.

Franti Cassia firmly believed that no matter what happened, she would have a higher position than Wendy.

However, noticing that Louis Wellington's eyes were fixed on Wendy Cassia, Franti Cassia gritted her teeth. "How could Wendy cause so much trouble as soon as she appeared?"

Soothing music slowly flowed, and many people invited their partners to the dance floor. People dancing in the center of the dance floor had sweet smiles on their faces.

Franti Cassia was about to invite Louis Wellington, but she didn't expect that Nancy Monica would come gracefully. With a bright smile on her beautiful face and a blush on her cheeks, she said slowly, "Mr. Wellington, can I invite you..."

"No." Louis Wellington turned her down before she could finish her words.

The smile on Nancy Monica's face suddenly disappeared. Embarrassed, she swallowed saliva and avoided eye contact with him. "Mr. Wellington, you don't have to be so direct. I..."

"Anything else?"

Louis Wellington interrupted her coldly. Even his breath was frozen, which made her shiver.

"No, nothing." Nancy Monica turned around, lifted the hemline of her dress and went back to her position, sulking secretly.

It was said that Louis Wellington didn't accept the invitation easily, and even dared to refuse the daughter of the Monica family. Many ladies who coveted his handsome face and wanted to invite him dispersed one after another.

Taking a look at Louis Wellington, who was as cold as ice, Franti Cassia's idea of inviting him to dinner dropped.

Wendy Cassia, who was sitting on the seat, looked at Louis Wellington.

Although he was returning the favor, she should thank him.

Thinking of this, Wendy Cassia walked towards them gracefully.

As she approached, Franti Cassia's eyes became sharp. "Does she want to invite Louis to dance?"

With a faint smile at the corners of her mouth, she waited to see how Wendy was rejected!

The man's eyes were cold, but as Wendy Cassia approached, his eyes softened.

Standing in front of Louis Wellington, Wendy Cassia wore an impolite smile on her face. Her red lips were as bright as roses, which looked more attractive in the light.

"Mr. Wellington, thank you so much just now." As calm as she had been just now, Wendy Cassia's voice was neither too fast nor too slow. Her graceful manner was pleasing.

Just to express her gratitude...

Louis Wellington felt disappointed. He lowered his head and smiled, "That's your reward."

Pursing her lips into a straight line, Wendy Cassia nodded and said, "That day was also..."

"Dance together?"

Before Wendy Cassia could finish her words, Louis Wellington spoke again, which made Wendy Cassia stunned. "What?"

Before she could react, the man had already taken her hands and they entered the dancing floor.

Maybe it was a coincidence, the light was dim that time, leaving only a beam of light to light up the two.

"My God, what did I see?"

"Louis Wellington danced?"

"Wow! I've never seen Mr. Wellington danced with anyone at any banquet."

People around exclaimed.

Franti Cassia widened her eyes in disbelief. She didn't believe what she had seen. It was incredible that Louis would take the initiative to invite somebody. Her eyes were burning with jealousy. Why did Wendy worth it!

On the other side, Nancy Monica took a look at the angry Franti Cassia and then looked back at the two people in the middle of the dance floor. Her eyes were gloomy. She didn't know where this woman came from. How could she be closer to Louis than Franti?

The two people danced in an endless stream, and their twists and turns were combined. Their dance shocked everyone present.

"Why did Mr. Wellington choose to dance with me?" Wendy Cassia asked, "Now I'm the target of public criticism."

When she turned around, she saw the look on Franti's face, which was likely to kill her, the angry eyes of Miss Monica and other burning eyes.

"Are you afraid?" Louis Wellington wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her closer to himself.

This time, Wendy Cassia was taken aback, but in an instant, she smiled again.

"I'm not afraid."

When the song was over, thunderous applause resounded.

Mr. Mohr stood up and applauded. Even though his wrinkled face was shining, he said, "It's so good. It's a rare opportunity for Mr. Wellington to dance at my party. It's kind of my honor."

After the two people left, the onlookers also dispersed.

"Mr. Wellington, Miss Cassia, May I have a word with you?"

After saying that, Mr. Mohr took the two people to the lounge.

Looking at her receding figure, Franti Cassia's eyes were filled with anger. She couldn't keep Wendy alive!

In the lounge, Mr. Mohr smiled and said, "Miss Cassia, do you know why your master wants you to come here?"

"Why?" Wendy Cassia was confused and shook her head.

"Mr. George recommended you to be the chief designer of the Born of Fire series of the Wellington Group!"