Chapter 60 His Partner
Ariana Sutton’s POV
“Do you have any objections?” Stefan inquired.
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I became enraged by his cold stare and hurled the jacket back at him. Im not going to put it on! I will not hide them from
view.”
He frowned, then wrapped me in the jacket and locked his arms around me. “If you take it off again, I will strip you naked, You were such a good girl when you were a teenager. Don’t you think it is a little late to start a rebellious phase now?”
I refused to comply and grumbled. “You’re not younger than I am. You don’t have the right to criticize my are!”
Eventually, he refrained from responding; otherwise, we would have been embroiled in an unending dispute. Then, with a gloomy expression, he buckled me in and began to drive.
The ride took about forty minutes. When we arrived, we pulled up to a lavishly decorated building so large that the only way to describe it was a ‘field of luxury. At first glance, the building could be mistaken for a luxurious private dining room. However, after giving it some more attention, I noticed a sign that read “Sartre Residence affixed to the gate.
The mansion exuded an aura of opulence, and the entire structure glowed brilliantly at night. In addition, the gold hue of the walls and the glimmering of the lights gave the impression that it was made of gold. Still, its brilliance was so overwhelming that my heart briefly stopped beating.
“If I had known we were coming here, I would not have come- I grumbled after realizing where we were. The Sartres are one of the most complicated families I’ve ever encountered, and I detest every moment with them. However, when I recall the tattoos on Paget’s body. I get the chills.
Then, Stefan led me to the front gate with his arm around my waist. “You have received a present from them. Don’t you think you’re being a little ungrateful?”
I pursed my lips and said. “I did not want the present anyway. They were so insistent that I had no choice but to accept.”
Following that, I realized how close we were standing. When I looked around, I noticed many other couples standing nearby. I appeared to be Stefan’s partner for the evening; otherwise, he would not have stood so close to me in public, right? After all, in high society, nobody paid attention to the female guests who came as plus–ones.
When we entered the living room, I saw that the house’s interior was just as lavishly decorated as the exterior, and it was also crammed to the gills with people. It seemed as though everyone was dressed to the nines, but how many of them had minds as refined as their clothes? Unfortunately, the majority of guests at such a banquet interacted with one another solely with the intention of financial gain.
As Old Master Sartre, the family patriarch, Cabot was confined to a wheelchair and needed Morgana’s assistance getting around because he had undergone two operations. Moreover, his three sons stood calmly by their side, and Paget made a appearance. Nonetheless, it was apparent that Cabot was not feeling well because the banquet was held so soon after his kidney transplant surgery.
When the Sartres spotted Stefan, they walked over to greet him warmly. Then, following Cabot’s greeting, the e two of them. exchanged a few polite pleasantries,
However, they did not treat me like an outsider, and Morgana, in particular, beamed excitedly at the sight of me. “You came. Ari. Make yourself at home. Don’t be shy”
I smiled and replied, “Okay”
After seeing Lukas wink at Stefan, Cabot smacked his son on the leg. “Don’t be rude. Greet the guest appropriately.”
Then, Lukas had no choice but to put on a smile despite the discomfort he was in. “This way, Stefan.”
Once they were out of Cabor’s hearing range, Stefan whispered with a smirk, “Scram
I didn’t give their words much thought because I thought they were just messing around. Since such events never pique my
