Fredric nodded respectably and got Mandy a glass of wine.
She was impressed by his look today.
From what she remembered, he was usually quite rigid. Perhaps it was because it was his job that he was quiet and hardly smiled. He was always in a suit. He was usually at the court or on the way to the court.
Today, it was rare that he wore a beige suit. Such a color would not match everyone. However, it looked perfect on him. He looked like a model walking out of a poster.
Mandy took a good look at Fredric and chuckled. “You’re quite handsome today, Mr. Constable! Young people should dress like this. You’d look like you have more life to you with bright colors!”
He coughed softly, revealing a subtle smile in his eyes.
He had been looking for someone at the banquet.
He had no idea that someone else was watching him from far away. That person had even picked a suit that was the same color as his.
That person had been squeezing the button on the suit, having an emotional roller coaster while watching him.
…
The banquet had just begun when Zephyr arrived.
He greeted the elderly and a few important business partners. He then stood aside after handing the gifts. He sat on the couch and played with the wine glass in his hand. He was bored.
He was lonely since Cordelia had not come with him.
“Don’t worry, sir.” Robert entertained him. “Ms. Jenner said that she’ll get here as soon as she finishes her work…”
“What’s the job that’s so important!” Zephyr was mad at first, and then he felt unwilling. “Forget it that mom is a workaholic. Now she’s being a bad influence on Cordelia!”
Robert’s lips twitched.
‘Say that to your mom if you dare! I dare you!’
“Calm down, sir. Madam Baker is just ambitious. Also, Ms. Jenner is responsible and serious in her work. She never drags things out. She’s working overtime for the company!”
Zephyr glared at him, so Robert instantly shut his mouth and stood straight.
“Don’t stand next to me!” Zephyr waved in an irritated manner. “See if Josiah needs help!”
Robert was happy to seize the opportunity to escape. He agreed immediately and vanished among the crowd.
Zephyr sat there alone.
The couch was by the window, and the velvet curtain was next to him. He sat lazily, crossing his long legs. His perfect side profile was like a sculptor’s best work. It was clean-cut, and his charisma was majestic.
Given his deep eyes and slender fingers on the wine glass, the darkness from the red wine shone through the gap in his fingers. His masculine features shone in the dark.
He was like a god who had walked out of the night.
A couple of celebrities could not take the temptation. They walked over with their wine glasses, thinking they could talk to him. However, they retreated from his fierce stare before they managed to get close to him.
He checked the time in an annoyed manner. It had been half an hour since the banquet began.
He had been checking his phone over and over again. He had assumed Cordelia would comfort him through texts.
However, he had been staring at the screen for a minute. There was nothing.
He pouted and switched his phone to silent. He checked his phone after a while, thinking there would be surprises, but there was nothing.
He bit his lip, switching his phone to normal again.
He repeated this childish thing two to three times.
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