400 Wishing her to get what she desires and fall into crisis

In the lounge

Tim Payne appeared relaxed, with an air of grace as if he were embracing the moon and carrying the wind.

Sipping tea, his gaze landed on the window, seemingly admiring the lights of thousands of homes; through the opposite glass, he could clearly see Cressida Jones sneaking glances at him.

Hesitation, uncertainty,

It was clear she had something to say.

Just now at the engagement party, her expression was pitifully beautiful and poignant, winning the sympathy of everyone present.

Everyone thought she was a lovelorn soul let down.

Even if Marigold were to wed into the Jeans Family in the future, Mrs. Jeans probably wouldn't spare her.

She hadn't yet spoken when her phone vibrated; seeing the caller ID, her expression subtly changed, "Hello, Dad?"

"I'm in the VIP room on the far right of the first-floor banquet hall, come here."

After speaking, the call was disconnected.