Chapter 272

Ashley looked up to see Percival, dressed in a black suit, standing beside a table laden with pastries. He was seemingly looking for something.

His tall stature, combined with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, was accentuated by the casual way he had his hand in his pocket. The half of his handsome face that was visible to her was uncharacteristically soft and had a hint of a smile. She wondered what he might be thinking.

Despite his unusually gentle demeanor right now, Ashley didn’t dare approach him

She remembered how Percival had humiliated Calista earlier. She also saw how Calista, upon entering the banquet hall, would occasionally glance Percival’s way without daning to strike up a conversation.

This man was cold to all women except Vivienne. She was certain that the reason he had a soft smile on his face right now was because he was thinking about Vivienne

She was right. Percival was indeed thinking about Vivienne

He was surveying the pastries on the table and found a piece of strawberry cake in the middle. Just as he was about to reach for it, another slender hand reached out and grabbed the plate. With one hand on each side of the plate, they both paused.

Percival looked up to find Aaron Miller, the handsome son of the Miller family’s patriarch, Mark. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t pay much attention to such a newcomer to the Rivenwood social circle

However, he had heard his cousin, Kenneth, talk about Aaron many times, and that had led him to remember the young man.

There was no way he could forget Kenneth and Aaron were both renowned E–sports players. They were both known as prodigal sons of the gaming world After Aaron turned pro at the age of fifteen, his team, under the guidance of a mysterious coach, won seven championships in a row, with Aaron himself being named the Most Valuable Player in each tournament.

In contrast, Kenneth, who also turned pro the same year, spent a year warming the bench before he became a starting player. Although his team eventually won two championships and he was named MVP twice, the compansons between him and Aaron never ceased, especially since Aaron’s team had a better record despite a string of defeats this season

People often said that Aaron was too loyal. He refused to transfer teams and was being held back by older players whose gaming skills were on the decline. If he were to join a better team, he could surely win another championship.

grudge against Aaron and would occasionally complain to

fiancee. She likes it Percival calmly

Vivienne for over eighteen hours. Even though they had video chatted at noon, it wasn’t the same as seeing her in

himself, and remembering that his darling liked strawberry cake, he decided to find

plate and put his hands

nodded slightly and left with the last piece

her group, he heard them discussing Aaron.

know how to dress properly? He’s wearing a T–shirt and jeans to a formal event Eddy Miller should really

That sounded familiar

jeans. His hands were in his pockets, and he was trailing lazily behind

pose and the attitude were all

When did you start liking strawberry cake?” Mark asked the boy trailing

a while who likes it Aaron replied with a

brought Aaron to this event to introduce him to the circle

the strawberry cake, Isolde chuckled. “I bet this cake is for Vivienne.”

her gaze over isofde as a smirk played

probably change its tune. They might not want Vivienne as their daughter–in–law anymore, which would be a

are we supposed to wait for Vivienne to appear? Paul sneered He was growing more impatient by the second. “Even my grandfather

have helped you get your jaw back in place so quickly after the last

met ”

mouth quickly snapped shut, but his eyes

don’t you think?” Mila had been hanging around Scott since they entered the

create distance between them, but she kept clinging on. Not wanting to make a scene, he let her be, but his brow furrowed deeply every time she spoke up

at Baron

nodded. “Yes, the guests have

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