Ewan was puzzled when he saw Quintus' pretty secretary at the Schmidt residence.
After making a phone call outside, he happened to encounter Quintus' secretary just as the latter was about to leave.
The secretary nodded at Ewan politely before hurrying away.
In the meantime, Zyaire was stunned when he counted the invitation cards they had received and realized there were thirty-three of them.
Apart from Zyaire, Ewan, too, wore an unsightly expression when he saw them.
He had made so many phone calls to no avail. In the end, he had come in to see that Quintus' secretary had directly brought a stack of invitations over.
What the h*ck is happening?
“Dad, these invitations—” Ewan wanted to ask Zyaire how did he get the invitation cards. However, he was interrupted by an excited Zyaire before he could finish his sentence.
“Ewan, I can't believe you managed to get us over thirty invitation cards! Initially, I'd thought to ask for only two. It seems like Quintus really favors you. You're truly worthy of being my son-in-law!”
Zyaire had spotted Ewan greeting Quintus' secretary earlier. He and the others immediately deduced that the invitation cards had been thanks to Ewan's efforts.
Ewan was dumbfounded by Zyaire's words.
“Yeah! Ewan, you're amazing to have obtained so many invitations for us! The whole family will be able to attend the party the day after tomorrow. We'll be able to see what the legendary sixty-sixth floor of Paradise Hotel looks like and meet the mysterious Mr. Campbell. I'd like to see if he's as extraordinary as they say to be able to influence the underground circles so much. Oh, I admire him so!”
With a starstruck expression, Sylvena tugged at Ewan's hand as she prattled excitedly.
Everyone else crowded around them and gave him admiring looks.
It made Ewan feel even more confused.
Are the invitation cards not from someone else here?
Ewan pondered over the matter, and soon, he managed to gather his thoughts.
He was overwhelmed by the admiring gazes of the relatives and decided to relish in the attention he was given.
Since no one else was stepping forward to claim credit for the invitation cards, the notion of claiming it for himself only grew stronger in Ewan's heart.
They were the ones who assumed that it was me. I don't have to admit or deny it.
After deciding on his course of action, Ewan plastered a somewhat embarrassed smile on his face.
To Zyaire and the others, his expression made it seem like he was flustered at being praised so profusely.
“All right, you guys. Stop gawking at him. Look at how embarrassed he is!” Aiyana, Zyaire's fourth wife and Sylvena's mother, chided the people surrounding them. Although she reprimanded their actions, she could not quite keep the smug smile off her face.
“Sylvena, since Ewan was the one who got us these invitation cards, you may do the honors of distributing them to everyone.” Zyaire happily passed the invitations to Sylvena.
Truth be told, there was no need to make a big show of it. Even if Harold was included, there were twenty-eight of them in total. In addition to the invitation card Zyaire had received prior to this, they had thirty-four invitation cards. There would still be six extra invitation cards left after everyone got one.
“All right, Dad.” Sylvena accepted the task excitedly and began handing out the invitation cards.
In the end, the butler, the chief and deputy chief of security guards, and even Zyaire's secretary received one.
However, Harold, Marilyn, Evelyn, and their mother did not receive any.
“Sylvena, where's ours? Why did the butler and the other staff get invitation cards but not us?” Evelyn stood up with a displeased expression when she realized that the four people from the second household were the only ones who did not receive any invitation cards.
“Yeah, why didn't we get any?” Marilyn asked unhappily.
For once, the twins were united in their opinions.
Zyaire and the others turned to look at Sylvena. They found it strange that she gave the invitations to the butler, head of security guards, and other staff but not the four people from the second household.
Even if she had distributed the invitation cards to the butler and others, she still had six on hand.
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