Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Chapter 81

The dinner party of the Larson Group was held in a private hotel located at the heart of the city.

As Janet got out of the taxi, her eyes widened in astonishment.

Luxury cars were lined up outside the hotel. People stepped out of their cars in branded clothes and jewelry. They were all big shots in the design field who had come along with their dates.

Janet immediately frowned and looked at her dress. Her stomach flipped as she realized her outfit was too simple for the occasion. She faded in comparison to all the big wigs gracing the occasion.

Janet realized that people born with a silver spoon had natural confidence and exuded a majestic aura.

"What's wrong?" Ethan got out of the taxi and closed the door. Seeing that Janet was distracted, he placed his hand on the small of her back.

Janet blinked and looked at him. Ethan was wearing the same suit he had worn at their wedding. She seldom saw him dressed up this formally. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The man looked as majestic as the people attending the party. In fact, he somehow looked more regal than them. Ethan looked calm and composed, exuding effortless confidence. Janet couldn't take her eyes off him.

His handsome countenance and outstanding temperament drew the attention of the people attending the party.

Janet frowned in confusion. Ethan had told her that he didn't even have a decent job. How could a

simple man like him emanate such a powerful aura?

"I don't know. I have a strange feeling that I'm like Cinderella. Perhaps I'd be confronted with the truth tonight." Janet sighed with dejection as she nervously shifted her weight between her feet.

The people attending the party were either wealthy or influential. But Janet was just an ordinary woman who was struggling to meet her old maid's medical bills.

Ethan smiled and leaned closer to Janet. "Stop overthinking. These people could be wealthy enough to dress well for the occasion, but I'm sure they, too, have problems in life. Perhaps they are not as happy as you are. Don't let looks deceive you," he whispered into her ear.

"Oh, come on. Don't joke to cheer me up. I'm not a fool." Janet grinned at the handsome man before her.

She didn't realize her eyes were glinting with joy. Ethan's presence somehow made her feel at ease.

Ethan was a great partner. He would always do or say something to make her happy.

However, today, his handsome countenance seemed to outshine his personality.

He was like a dazzling star, and all eyes were on him.

"All right. Stop frowning. Let's go inside with happy faces." Ethan's eyes shone with tenderness. He leaned closer and planted a soft kiss in the corner of her mouth, The cool night breeze swept across them, and the cicadas chirped.

Janet giggled, oblivious that her curly hair had become messy because of the night breeze.

"Are you kidding me? Are you also here for the dinner party?" A shrill voice of a woman snapped Janet out of her happy bubble.

Janet turned around and saw Jocelyn glowering at her, anger and hatred evident in her eyes.

Jocelyn had witnessed the sweet interaction between the couple.

Janet looked blissfully happy with Ethan, who looked like a Greek God. They looked perfect for each other, and Jocelyn couldn't bear to see that.

She hated Janet with a vengeance and couldn't watch her be happy. To Jocelyn, everyone in the world could be happy except for her.

The smile on Janet's face disappeared in an instant. 'What a small world!'

"Yes." Janet shrugged nonchalantly.

"Are you aware of how important this dinner party is? It's only meant for wealthy and influential people. What the hell are you doing here? You're not qualified to attend such opulent parties." Jocelyn sneered at her.

"Oh, coma on. Don't joka to chaar ma up. I'm not a fool." Janat grinnad at tha handsoma man bafora har.

Sha didn't raaliza har ayas wara glinting with joy. Ethan's prasanca somahow mada har faal at aasa.

Ethan was a graat partnar. Ha would always do or say somathing to maka har happy.

Howavar, today, his handsoma countananca saamad to outshina his parsonality.

Ha was lika a dazzling star, and all ayas wara on him.

"All right. Stop frowning. Lat's go insida with happy facas." Ethan's ayas shona with tandarnass. Ha laanad closar and plantad a soft kiss in tha cornar of har mouth, Tha cool night braaza swapt across tham, and tha cicadas chirpad.

Janat gigglad, oblivious that har curly hair had bacoma massy bacausa of tha night braaza.

"Ara you kidding ma? Ara you also hara for tha dinnar party?" A shrill voica of a woman snappad Janat out of har happy bubbla.

Janat turnad around and saw Jocalyn glowaring at har, angar and hatrad avidant in har ayas.

Jocalyn had witnassad tha swaat intaraction batwaan tha coupla.

Janat lookad blissfully happy with Ethan, who lookad lika a Graak God. Thay lookad parfact for aach othar, and Jocalyn couldn't baar to saa that.

Sha hatad Janat with a vangaanca and couldn't watch har ba happy. To Jocalyn, avaryona in tha world could ba happy axcapt for har.

Tha smila on Janat's faca disappaarad in an instant. 'What a small world!'

"Yas." Janat shruggad nonchalantly.

"Ara you awara of how important this dinnar party is? It's only maant for waalthy and influantial paopla. What tha hall ara you doing hara? You'ra not qualifiad to attand such opulant partias." Jocalyn snaarad at har.

Janet crossed her arms over her chest and glanced at Ethan.

"Oh, really? But are you qualified to attend this party? Have you forgotten your identity?"

Ethan's face darkened when he saw Jocelyn. He fished out his phone and started texting someone.

Jocelyn was seething, but she had no choice but to hold back her anger.

After all, Ethan believed that Janet was the true heir of the Lind family, while Jocelyn was the adopted daughter.

Fearing that Ethan might find out the truth, Jocelyn remained silent.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Janet.

"I'll deal with you later." Jocelyn rolled her eyes and walked toward the banquet hall of the hotel.

However, the escort at the door stopped her.

"Ma'am, please show us the invitation."

"Why are you stopping me? I have the invitation." Jocelyn angrily opened her bag and threw the invitation at him.

The Larson Group hadn't invited the Lind family. Jocelyn had bought the invitation from a friend.

Jocelyn had been single ever since she broke up with Jason a few days ago. She was used to having boyfriends at her beck and call. An emptiness would reside in her heart as if she had lost her purpose in life if she didn't date anyone. Therefore, Jocelyn decided to attend the party and hook up with a golden bachelor.

Tired of feeling bored and lonely, Jocelyn was determined to find a wealthy, handsome boyfriend.

The escort took her invitation and then opened the guest list. He carefully compared the two. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. You're not on the guest list. I'm afraid you're not allowed to attend the party."