He had long noticed Ethan Lloyd’s unyielding attraction to Seraphina Sinclair, though he didn’t say it out loud, it was clear he was disgruntled.
"A child? Desmond Fairchild, stop joking, Jude is still so young, there’s absolutely no need for him to attend such an event."
Upon hearing Desmond Fairchild’s words, Seraphina Sinclair immediately refused.
Not to mention, she originally didn’t want to go, and even if she did, she couldn’t bring the child along.
That kind of environment, Seraphina Sinclair never wanted Jude to be involved in.
Looking at Seraphina Sinclair’s resistant stance, though Desmond Fairchild understood her heart, he did not agree with her perspective.
He immediately stood up, moved slightly closer to Seraphina Sinclair, and opened his mouth earnestly, "Seraphina, I understand your thinking. But Ethan Lloyd hosting this banquet and specially sending us invitations is obviously a show of defiance; do you really want to watch silently as his event unfolds without a hitch?"
To annihilate someone, start with their heart; only by destroying Ethan Lloyd’s spirit, can you utterly defeat him.
Currently, to ruin one of his events is hardly anything.
"It’s just a struggle before defeat anyway, not worth much,"
Seraphina Sinclair shook her head, remaining completely unshaken.
Desmond Fairchild kissed her lip corner, "It’s not that you have to do anything, but I heard Ethan Lloyd’s mother has returned to the country. The things from back then probably have something to do with her, right?"
Seraphina Sinclair’s expression darkened upon hearing this.
The night between Desmond and her was exposed by the reporters Mrs. Lloyd found. She had long known about Melanie Lloyd’s relationship with Ethan Lloyd but had kept it from her for so many years, even constantly criticizing and resenting her.
At that time, she even thought it was maybe her inadequacy that led to not handling the mother-in-law relationship well, making her feel guilty for a long time.
"If you want to let go of the past, you should face those people one by one. Moreover, I also found out that back then, your father left you a letter, maybe she knows where it is," Desmond Fairchild said softly.
Seraphina Sinclair’s eyes lit up, and she finally wavered.
She did not doubt that Mrs. Lloyd might have hidden the letter her father left for her, given how low their methods were back then, it wouldn’t be surprising no matter what they did.
She always regretted not being able to say a few words to her father before he passed away, even just a few simple words, so despite not knowing if this letter truly exists, Melody Hughes will still go to ask.
"Since this banquet is so important to Ethan Lloyd, we must appear and personally ruin it."
Anything that could break Ethan Lloyd, Seraphina Sinclair needed to execute it perfectly!
Perhaps Desmond Fairchild’s words woke her up, triggering Seraphina Sinclair’s interest in Ethan Lloyd’s charity gala.
She not only instructed Irene Rowe to bring the entire event’s schedule and participant list but also studied them intently, contemplating how to make Ethan Lloyd’s dream of solving his problems through the charity gala vanish.
"Boss, Ace from Cloudsea Group is here, says he has something to discuss with you."
Just as Seraphina Sinclair was in her office researching the specifics of the Lloyd Group’s gala, Irene Rowe suddenly pushed the door open and informed her of this news.
Seraphina Sinclair’s hand motion instantly ceased, drawing her into deep thought.
If she remembered correctly, Ace was Desmond Fairchild’s personal assistant, primarily responsible for his affairs. If he suddenly came, it must be related to Desmond Fairchild.
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"Hello, Miss Sinclair, our president asked me to deliver this to you."
When Ace entered, he held two exquisite gift boxes, judging by the size, Seraphina Sinclair could tell it was a dress and matching shoes.
Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her heart.
It seemed ever since she met Desmond Fairchild, this man made meticulous arrangements for her, whether it was contracts or attire for attending gala events, not requiring Seraphina Sinclair to lift a finger, everything necessary just unfolded seamlessly.
And all this formed a stark contrast with her ex-husband Ethan Lloyd.
Seeing Seraphina Sinclair silent, Ace continued, "Oh, by the way, Miss Sinclair, our president also wanted me to let you know he’ll first pick up the little master tonight, so you don’t have to worry."
Upon hearing Ace’s words, Seraphina Sinclair immediately smiled and nodded, responding softly, "Okay, I understand."
Ace didn’t stay long at Kevin Group, leaving promptly after conveying the message.
Once left alone, Seraphina Sinclair opened the boxes before her.
The moment she saw the dress lying inside, she couldn’t help but be a little stunned.
If she remembered correctly, this was this year’s new evening dress from Paris Fashion Week, limited worldwide, only one piece, immensely valuable.
It seemed Desmond Fairchild truly cared.
Following the original plan, Seraphina Sinclair and Desmond Fairchild split their tasks, one picking up the child, and the other waiting at the gala entrance.
After finishing work, Seraphina Sinclair directly instructed the driver to head to the banquet venue.
To avoid encountering Ethan Lloyd too early, she parked the car in a remote area and sent the location to Desmond Fairchild.
Suddenly, a small figure appeared at Seraphina Sinclair’s car window, tapping the window with little hands.
Upon seeing Jude’s arrival, Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but smile, then opened the door.
"Jude, how have things been at school these days?"
"I’ve been great, Mommy doesn’t need to worry about me!"
"Alright, time’s about up, we should head in."
Though Desmond Fairchild cherished the mother-son bonding moments, he knew now wasn’t the right time.
After all, there was a fierce battle awaiting shortly.
"Okay, let’s go inside."
Listening to Desmond Fairchild, Seraphina Sinclair didn’t refuse, immediately pulling Jude along ahead.
"Wait a moment." Seraphina Sinclair had hardly moved when Desmond Fairchild called her.
Upon hearing Desmond Fairchild’s voice, Seraphina Sinclair instantly stopped, looking at him in bewilderment.
Desmond Fairchild did not reply, merely took two steps to reach Seraphina Sinclair, and placed her hand into his arm.
"Remember this in the future, in public places, accompany me in and out together, I want to declare you to all of Bayside City as mine."
Listening to Desmond Fairchild, Seraphina Sinclair’s rare blush appeared, without saying much, she hurriedly entered the gala alongside Desmond.
The dazzling ones shine wherever they go.
The moment the family of three entered the gala, they became the focus of countless eyes, even overshadowing the event’s main character.
Ethan Lloyd intended to discuss a collaboration with a developer, but just at the pivotal moment, the developer’s attention was stolen by the newly arrived individuals.
"Well, President Lloyd, let’s talk later, I have some matters."
The moment Desmond Fairchild entered, an originally engaging developer swiftly switched sides, immediately expressing his intention to connect with Desmond.
Seeing this, Ethan Lloyd’s anger flared even more profoundly, yet helplessly, allowing the person to hastily leave.
This charity gala did not practically reach Ethan Lloyd’s expectations; he initially thought when everyone in Bayside City’s business circle learned he was hosting such a gala, they would certainly come to show face. Yet ultimately, only about ten companies attended.
More so among them were ones like Cloudsea and Kevin, here merely to watch the spectacle.
"Seraphina Sinclair? You actually have the nerve to show up?"
As Ethan Lloyd stepped onto the stage, preparing to deliver the gala’s opening words, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded from the center of the gala, drawing the attendees’ attention.
In front of Seraphina Sinclair stood a wealthy woman, elegantly dressed.