As soon as Hope Williams settled into the car, she received a call from Alexander Knox.
Waylon Lewis, sitting beside her, noticed and instantly, the air around him turned visibly colder.
Hope held the phone to her ear, "Mr. Knox."
"Don't forget tonight."
"Tonight?"
Hope quickly reviewed her memory before recalling that she had previously accepted Alexander Knox's invitation to attend the annual banquet of the Knox Clan.
"You forgot?"
"No, I will be there on time tonight."
"Good, I'll be waiting for you."
Hope Williams, "..."
Hope put down her phone but didn't ignore the chilling coldness from the person next to her.
Waylon Lewis, "What's the matter?"
"I had previously promised to attend the Knox Clan's annual banquet, which I told you about."
"Is it possible not to go?"
Hope pursed her lips, "I've promised already, it wouldn't be appropriate not to go; after all, we have to maintain appearances."
"I have plans tonight."