novelraw Chapter 490: Something is Wrong
Chapter 490: Something is Wrong
"Maybe he’s genuine, but there’s quite a bit of showing off." The host chuckled and said, "Alright, it’s none of our business anyway. Just focus on enjoying your food. You don’t get to taste dishes prepared by Master Jackson every day, you better eat to your heart’s content now or you’ll regret it."After speaking, the host concentrated on eating.
He didn’t care about the situation between James Reed and Ophelia Wilson; it was their own matter, and he, as an outsider, only needed to do his job.
Having finished hosting, all that was left was to eat, eat, eat.
The assistant seemed to be provoked by the host’s words, and after a brief daze, began to devour plate after plate.
Earlier, he thought James Reed and Ophelia Wilson were a couple to be envied, like a match made in heaven, but now it seemed utterly disgusting.
He felt he’d been moved for nothing; his feelings had been deceived.
He decided to make up for it by eating.
Chaya Davis didn’t notice anything amiss, warmly inviting her friends: "Eat and drink as much as you like, don’t be shy. These are top-notch ingredients you don’t get to enjoy regularly."
"These were specially prepared by my son-in-law for my daughter, using premium ingredients that cost a fortune." Chaya Davis boasted, practically floating in her pride.
Her friends complimented her: "We’re eating, it’s absolutely delicious. Never thought I’d get to taste a dish from Master Jackson; Chaya, we’ve truly benefited from your good fortune."
"Oh, Chaya, your jewelry is so beautiful." Another friend couldn’t resist praising Chaya Davis.
"This..." Chaya Davis touched her earrings, beaming widely, "My daughter bought them specifically for me. I said they were too expensive, but she wouldn’t listen and insisted on buying them. Can you believe a place like that is within our reach?"
Chaya Davis deliberately mentioned the brand of the jewelry, causing her friends to exclaim in surprise: "Gosh, that jewelry brand? It’s so expensive, tens of thousands!"
"Chaya, you’re practically wearing a house on your body."
Listening to her friends’ envious exclamations, Chaya Davis felt over the moon internally, despite her blank outward expression, casually shrugging: "Oh please, the villa I live in now costs far more than this set of jewelry could afford."
Upon saying this, Chaya Davis naturally received yet more envious gasps from her friends.
Chaya Davis’s vanity was thoroughly satisfied, yet her smug demeanor was all too apparent to Old Mrs. Wilson, who increasingly looked down on her.
Old Mrs. Wilson was infinitely grateful that she’d not allowed Mason to marry Chaya Davis back then.
Although she wasn’t entirely pleased with Clarissa Taylor, it was clear now that Clarissa was vastly better than Chaya Davis.
"Mom, what are you looking at?" Emerie Wilson tugged at Old Mrs. Wilson in puzzlement.
"Nothing," Old Mrs. Wilson replied, returning with a smile.
"Still, isn’t it strange? Why didn’t anyone from the Seymour Family come? Could it be that they don’t approve of Ophelia and James’s marriage?" Emerie Wilson was always "straightforward," saying whatever was on her mind.
However, not far from her were Ethan Seymour, Charlotte Reed, and Ophelia Wilson and James Reed.
Emerie’s words made Ophelia’s heart skip a beat; she wished she could slap her across the face.
Would it kill Emerie not to speak?
She had felt something was off all along, noticing that apart from James’s parents, no one else from the Seymour family was present.