Chapter 495


    Lucas skeptically nced at Corinne. When he noticed that she was only wearing her off- shoulder


    dress, he frowned a little and asked, “Where’s the jacket that you were wearing?”


    Corinne looked at her jacket-less shoulders and realized that the jacket was gone. ‘Crap!’


    The jacket had identally fallen off when she jumped out from the bathroom windowsill and climbed


    into the next room. Her pregnancy had affected her nimbleness, and that sort of mistake was


    something that should never have happened in the first ce.


    At that point, she could only cook up an excuse and say, “I’m sorry, sir. I spilled a drink on your jacket


    and stained it, so I took it off downstairs. I promise I’llpensate you at the original cost. You can tell


    thepany’s finance department to deduct the amount from my sry every month.”


    Lucas felt a little ashamed that he almost made the wrong usation at her earlier, so he just waved


    his hands and said calmly, “Forget about it. You make it sound so serious when it’s just a jacket.”


    “Thank you, Mister Lucas,” Corinne heaved a sigh of relief.


    Anya gritted her teeth secretly beside them. She was the one who bought the jacket and gave it to


    Lucas, and it was a super expensive limited-edition piece no less.


    ‘Is Corinne the reason he doesn’t care about the jacket anymore?’


    She had thoroughly underestimated Corinne and did not expect that thetter could have such an


    effect on her brother, who generally did not care much for women.


    “What’s going on? Why is there a crowd over here? Did something happen?” A temperamental female


    voice asked. Amidst the solemn and gentle tones within that voice was a touch of maturity and


    sternness.


    Someone then called out respectfully, “Missus B!”


    “Hello, Missus B!”


    “Missus B…”


    “You’re here, Missus B!”


    A woman in her thirties passed through the crowd. She wore a dark blue fishtail evening dress that


    oozed charm, elegance, luxury, and fashion.


    Anya trotted happily toward her and called out sweetly, “Auntie!”


    Rosie made a point to tter her future aunt. “Missus B, the dress you’re wearing today is so


    beautiful! It makes you look so pure, so graceful, and so magnificent!”


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    The woman nced briefly at Rosie, ignored the sweetly-smiling Anya, and raised her mature yet


    charming eyes to look at her nephew Lucas. “What’s the matter, Lucas? Why are there so many people


    gathered here?”


    Lucas said, “Nothing. A brief and insignificant incident just happened, but everything’s all right now.”


    Missus B had severe obsessivepulsive disorder and abhorred it when people brought chaos


    to order. That included the order at her birthday party.


    “Who did youe with today, Lucas? Where’s yourpanion?”


    Missus B had just posed her nephew that question when she noticed a woman beside him. Her


    gazended on Corinne and she asked, “Who’s this person? I don’t remember seeing her before.”


    Lucas introduced curtly, “She is mypanion, Auntie.”


    Corinne looked politely at the young and elegantly-dressed 30-something woman and nodded slightly.


    “Hello, Ma’am. I’m apanying Mister Lucas here today, and I’m also the new secretary of his


    company. My name is Corinne Carew.”


    Missus B’s sharp eyes scanned Corinne from top to bottom. “Are you wearing ‘Spirit in the Mist’


    from Comi’s newest range of dresses this season?”