While Abel was blocking Moses, Gan Yuan had already quickly left the banquet hall.
There had already been a scandal with him before, and in such a public setting, she had to keep her distance from him, which was better for both of them.
Watching her tall and slender figure disappear at the exit, Moses’s handsome eyebrows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.
Abel held his glass, a provocative look on his face.
Suppressing his anger, Moses stepped to the side, but Abel sidestepped to block him. Moses changed direction, and Abel moved to block him again.
Meeting his cold, ink-black eyes, Abel raised his lips in an arrogant smile.
"What’s so great about glaring? You got the guts... why don’t you hit me?!"
The Duke had said that he was acting, that he needed to act, but Abel was, in fact, an undeniable playboy.
Abel thought with a smirk.
Suddenly, the collar of his shirt tightened as Moses had grabbed hold of it.
Paul rushed over in time, grabbing Moses’s arm. Abel was of a high status, and if Moses really hit him, things would probably be difficult to handle.
With a snort, Moses pushed past the obstructing Abel and headed to the door.
In the hallway, only servers carrying drinks and refreshments passed by, with no sign of Gan Yuan’s figure.
Back in the banquet hall, Abel straightened his tie and brought his almost empty glass to his lips, smiling.
Not far away, the new butler Xiuyi observed everything, watching Gan Yuan leave with a slight frown, yet he was helpless to intervene.
He signaled a servant to watch Duke Locke and stepped forward to meet Qian Xueying, who was coming out of the restroom.
Qian Xueying smiled gently at the guests nearby and then spoke softly.
"I’m afraid... you’ll need to change your plan," Xiuyi said.
"What do you mean?" Qian Xueying turned to him with a puzzled look, "What went wrong?"
"There’s nothing wrong with our plan, but..." Xiuyi nodded toward the exit, "Gan Yuan has already left."
Qian Xueying turned her head, just in time to see Moses swiftly walking out the exit.
The hand hanging by her side suddenly clenched. She had prepared a long time for tonight, wanting to take advantage of the banquet to set her plans in motion and gain Gan Yuan’s trust. She had made great efforts to ingratiate herself with Gan Yuan, so how could the main character leave just as things were coming to a head?
Xiuyi gently shook his head.
"Take care of the guests; I’ll go take a look."
With a displeased glare at him, Qian Xueying adjusted her mood and walked toward the exit.
She stepped out of the banquet hall looking left and right, but there was no sign of Gan Yuan; instead, she saw Moses walking with Paul toward the east side corridor.
Filled with curiosity, she hurried to follow them.
Even though she called out and Moses clearly heard her, he didn’t respond and kept asking Paul.
After hanging up a call with Jessica, Paul hesitated, then replied softly, "She... she went back to the office."
"You go back first; I’ll find her in the office."
He was slightly relieved to think that she must have some urgent work if she rushed back to the office so hastily.
"Sir!" Paul sighed inwardly, "I think you should leave it for another day."
Detecting something odd in his voice, Moses turned around.
Feeling guilty under his penetrating gaze, Paul hesitated a few seconds before adding one more thing.
"The... Duke is in the office."
Jessica had been continuously venting on the phone. Huangfu Jue had arrived at the office before Gan Yuan. What a man and a woman might be up to alone together was quite obvious.