Chapter 25 When Will You Accept Me?
Gary returned to the private dining room, and Lisette looked up at him. “You’re back.”
“Yeah.”
“Did something come up? If you need to go, you can.”
He had been away for a while, and she wondered if there was an urgent matter.
“It’s nothing serious. I just ran into a friend and his wife
“Oh, I see. I thought it might be something important, Lisette said with a warm smile.
Gary looked at her tenderly. “Do you know what I said to them?”
Lisette was puzzled. “What?”
“I invited them to join us for dinner.”
Lisette’s smile faltered.
She understood exactly what Gary meant.
“Haha!” Gary suddenly chuckled.
Lisette was confused. “Why are you…
“I was just kidding!” Gary burst out laughing. “You should have seen your face–you looked so worried!”
Lisette sighed with relief. “You really scared me.”
She reached for her glass of water.
Gary’s gaze softened as he took in her pale face and flawless skin, a bittersweet smile on his lips.
Lisette, it’s been two years. When will you accept me?
They finished their meal, and Gary drove Lisette back to Fentine before heading off.
Meanwhile, William dropped Mabel off at the filming location for her advertisement.
Mabel, a renowned model with a striking figure, elegant features, and a commanding presence on the runway, was considered the queen of the catwalk.
Additionally, she was a high–end fashion designer.
Recently, however, she had shifted her focus to the entertainment industry, though her status in fashion remained untarnished.
Mabel unbuckled her seatbelt and gave William a quick kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry about picking me up tonight.”
“Alright.”
She exited the car and walked into the building as the vehicle drove away.
Mabel paused, turned, and watched the car disappear, narrowing her eyes.
William, I won’t let you leave me.
Soon after, William’s phone rang. He answered through the Bluetooth! system. “Hello?”
“Mr. Preston, Mr. Hall’s wife is hosting a charity auction in three days. She has invited you. Will you attend?”
“What’s being auctioned?”
“I’ve heard it’s a painting by Constantine Raul.”
“Then I’ll be there.”
“Got it.”
Kurt called back to confirm that William would attend the charity auction in three days.
While charity auctions were common, not all caught William’s attention. This one was significant due to Ernest’s upcoming birthday and his admiration for Constaintine’s artwork.
Thus, William would definitely attend.
Lisette returned to her office and soon became absorbed in her work. However, it wasn’t long before Frank arrived and placed an invitation on her desk.
“What’s this?”
“Take a look.”
Lisette picked it up and read June 11th, 6 PM, Saint Jose Hotel, Charity Auction Gala.
“What do you want me to do with this?” Lisette asked, closing the invitation and handing it back to Frank.
It didn’t seem relevant to her.
“Come with me that day.”
Lisette was at a loss for words. “Frank, you know I don’t like these kinds of events.”
And she was busy.
She couldn’t make time.
“No matter, you still need to go. Many people from the fashion world will be there. Don’t you want to meet them?”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to meet them; she simply disliked these events.
Frank, understanding her reluctance, leaned on the desk and said earnestly, “I know you prefer peace and quiet, but Lisette, if you want to advance and succeed, you need to step out of your comfort zone.”
Lisette lowered her gaze and, after a few seconds, said, “Alright, I’ll go.”
Another reason she didn’t want to attend was her fear of running into William.
But could she avoid it forever?
No.
She couldn’t escape it; she had to confront it and accept it.
Whether she saw him or not, she needed to remain composed, just like that night.
Frank snapped his fingers. “That’s the spirit. You’re the best, Lisette!”
