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“Isn’t Lina going to be engaged to Zuko?” Melissa smiled and said, “The old house and the supermarket are all
intended to be Lina’s wedding gift!”
“Melissa, you…”
“I know the gift we prepared for Lina might not compare to yours.” Melissa spoke softly. “But this is the best I can
do. I pampered Lina growing up, and now that she’s getting married, I must give her the best…”
Linda’s heart jolted, and she instinctively tightened her grip on Melissa’s hand—this was what a parent’s love was
like.
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Zuko and Lina’s engagement ceremony caused a sensation in the entire Centrolis. The guests were all wealthy or
influential. They mingled around, well-dressed and sophisticated, and the couple’s exceptional charisma made
them a sight to behold.
Zuko was happy with every detail of the engagement ceremony, except for Toph’s big mouth!
Toph and Renee accompanied Zuko and Lina, playing roles similar to groomsmen and bridesmaids in a wedding.
They were supposed to help them with toasts, but it turned into a live entertainment gossip session when it came to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtToph.
“Hey, bro, I heard Uncle Nicholas got you totally wasted when you went to propose.
“Bro, what happened? Weren’t you practicing your drinking capacity since you were a kid? Were all those alcoholic
beverages you drank fake?
“Bro, I heard you ended up sleeping in Pammy’s room. Did you two sleep together?
“Bro—”
“Toph!” Zuko dared not speak too loudly, so he suppressed his voice and gritted each word fiercely. “If you dare say
another word, I’ll throw you out of here!”
Toph had no choice but to obey.
Renee smiled at Toph and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe off the sweat from his forehead.
Aside from the rich and influential, the guests who attended the engagement ceremony were top entertainment
stars. Other entertainers were there to look for resources, but Abigail sat in the corner indifferently, which annoyed
Jackie to no end.
“Darling, Abigail! Can’t you go socialize a bit?” Jackie asked.
Abigail lazily glanced around and did not see anyone she wanted to talk to. She looked down again and started
picking her nails.
“Hey, look at Aaron.” Jackie nudged her with his elbow. “He’s been sticking with Ms. Jenner all night. See how good
he is with people! Wait! Doesn’t Mr. Hamerton want to kill him?”
Abigail looked at Jackie like he was a fool and could not help but laugh. “I heard he’s Neil’s successor. With Neil’s
support and considering that Neil is Cordelia’s cousin, why would she treat him poorly? Besides, Zuko has reached
such a high position. Does he really care about a young guy in his 20s?”
If Zuko did not like Aaron Goodman, all of Aaron’s paths would be blocked. Zuko would not even need to personally
do anything.
At that moment, Aaron approached with a glass of juice and handed it to Abigail gently.
Abigail thanked him and took a sip, tasting the sweet and sour flavor. “Grape juice?”
“Yes.” Aaron’s smile was charming. “I guessed that you’d probably like this flavor.”
Abigail smiled curiously. “How did you know?”
“Because… you’re just like this grape juice—both sour and sweet!”
Abigail giggled, and Aaron took the opportunity to chat with her. They talked about literature and art, and Abigail
discovered that Aaron was very knowledgeable in these areas, speaking with great expertise.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs they chatted, he attentively helped her with small pastries, poured her a glass of water, and even found a pair of
flats for her, allowing her to temporarily relieve the discomfort of wearing high heels.
Abigail enjoyed the conversation with him and did not realize that a pair of eyes had been observing her while
socializing.
“By the way, Aaron, you told me so much. Why didn’t you talk about the gossip in showbiz?” she asked.
“Even with an eight-hour work schedule, you still need to take a break after work,” Aaron replied honestly. “Besides,
chatting about entertainment gossip here seems a bit informal, right?”
“Um…” Abigail wanted to say that she actually enjoyed hearing gossip.
“Abigail, are you tired of the topic I just mentioned?” Aaron’s voice softened. “It’s okay. Let’s change the subject.”
“She has nothing to talk about with you!” A deep voice suddenly sounded like a hammer striking Abigail’s heart.
Jacob walked over with a stern face.
Abigail’s mind went blank, and Jacob pushed her behind him before she could react.
“Hi.” Jacob smirked as he looked at Aaron hostilely. “My name’s Jacob Welsh, a lawyer. In our line of work, we
encounter all kinds of unusual situations, but there are no ways to resolve them.”
Abigail was puzzled. “Jacob, what are you—”
Jacob turned serious as he reached out to shake hands with Aaron and blurted, “Mr. Goodman, have you paid all
your taxes?”
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