James Campbell and Melody Baker had absolutely detested Adam Jones for sending their precious daughter to prison, convinced that it was Elly Campbell who had instigated it.
Now, when Elly Campbell publicly mentioned their daughter’s imprisonment, the expressions on their faces twisted instantly.
The Jones family had made a big fuss suing Sophie Baker for leaking the Jones family’s trade secrets. In this circle, most people knew that the woman named Sophie Baker was James Campbell’s illegitimate daughter.
Now hearing it from Elly Campbell added a sense of mockery.
This pair of parents was indeed extraordinary.
Their daughter had not been in prison long, and yet they were repeatedly arranging marriage, only to have the wedding date postponed again and again., ultimately never pulling off a wedding.
Seeing so many eyes watching like it was a show, James Campbell, with a smile of ambiguous meaning, found his and Melody Baker’s faces growing increasingly unsightly.
He knew that the Clark family’s estate was not the place to strut around, nor could he do anything to Elly Campbell, that little wretch.
The Old Master was still there overseeing the event. If he dared to lay a finger on that little wretch, the old man would absolutely break his legs on the spot.
James Campbell knew he couldn’t deal with Elly Campbell at this moment. His words could not surpass Elly Campbell’s, especially considering that his recent troubles were very likely related to this little wretch, so James Campbell dared not confront her head-on.
"Ha! Stop changing the subject here. Do you think by saying a few words you can divert from the fact that you deliberately broke someone else’s gift?"
James Campbell shifted the topic back to the broken inkstone. After secretly scorning him, people’s attention was drawn back to Elly Campbell.
Just as Elly Campbell was about to speak, a voice that was gentle yet resonant came from the hall entrance—
"Of course, it can’t just be left like that."
As people followed the voice, they saw Jenna Clark and another man, who looked to be in his forties with a scholarly appearance, exuding an air of gentle refinement, entering from the outside.
Jenna Clark wore a short, water blue cheongsam, her hair casually tied up, revealing her fair and slender neck.
The cheongsam was slightly above the knee, exposing her slender legs. Around her neck hung a piece of vibrant green jade, radiating the gentleness and wisdom that women of her age possess.
Being naturally beautiful, her appearance along with a man who had a refined and scholarly demeanor by her side made people take more than a second look.
The entrance of these two was captivating enough.
Inevitably, people’s gaze shifted towards James Campbell, a former wife and a mistress. The mistress, though indeed pretty, could not stand the comparison.
By comparison, the mistress was overshadowed by Jenna Clark.
Not to mention the looks, just the aura surrounding Jenna Clark was something the mistress could never achieve in her lifetime.
The kind of blindness James Campbell must have had to trade a seed for a watermelon in such a foolish move.
Looking at the man next to Jenna Clark, he was no ordinary individual either. He was Master Clark’s prized student and a renowned mathematician from Greece, Jamuna Ford, who had recently been appointed as a CJ Scholar.
He had taken a significant step forward in his research on Goldbach’s Conjecture.
If he continued his research, there was a strong possibility he would solve Goldbach’s Conjecture.
An event that would certainly cause a huge sensation in the mathematical community.
Thus, seeing him at Master Clark’s birthday celebration, people couldn’t help but admire how dearly the Old Master was regarded by his students.
If it were any other student with accomplishments like Jamuna Ford’s, even sending a gift would have been considered very respectable, let alone appearing in person.