Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 97

Willow smoothly intervened, "Today is all about Sybil's birthday. It wouldn't be appropriate for someone of my generation to steal the spotlight from her. Let's not dwell on that right now."

Hearing this, the executives quickly agreed. "Of course, of course. Today is all about the birthday girl."

Once the group of men walked away, Willow shot Quentin a sharp, reprimanding look.

After scanning the area to make sure no one could overhear them, Willow lowered her voice.

"Dad, Sybil doesn't know about me and Jabez yet. Yvette hasn't finalized the divorce, and Sybil actually values her. When you talk to people today, keep the focus away from me and Jabez. I don't want to give Sybil any reason to dislike me."

"Willow is right," Rhonda chimed in, relieved her daughter had reacted so quickly. "We need to keep Sybil in the dark for now. As long as everyone else in this room knows about Willow's special relationship with Mr. Shelby, that's enough. Sybil is not someone you want to mess with."

Quentin finally realized the gravity of the situation and nodded. "Understood."

Seeing that they had gotten the message, Willow breathed a sigh of relief.

Trent Sterling, dressed in a sharp burgundy suit, and Milton Graham, wearing a tailored light gray suit, entered the hall. Their aristocratic presence immediately drew the attention of everyone in the room.

The two men headed straight for Willow.

"Willow," Trent greeted with a bright smile.

Milton offered a polite nod.

Trent and Milton were Jabez's childhood best friends. The three of them had grown up together, practically inseparable since they were kids.

The Sterling and Graham families held a status in Kingsbrook second only to the Shelbys, sitting comfortably at the very peak of the social pyramid.

The guest list tonight was massive, packed with anyone who was anyone in Kingsbrook.

When the crowd saw how warmly Trent and Milton treated Willow, they were stunned, instantly resolving to get on the Huxley family's good side.

"Trent, Milton, you made it," Willow smiled beautifully.

She gestured gracefully to her parents. "This is my dad, and this is my mom."

Trent dialed back his usual arrogant swagger a bit. "Mr. and Mrs. Huxley."

Quentin was absolutely flattered. He grasped Trent's hand with both of his own, his expression bordering on painfully eager to please.

It seemed Jabez had spent quite a bit of time recently introducing Willow to all the right people, paving the way for the Huxley family.

He had certainly gone above and beyond.

Matthew Sutton, wearing a light suit and silver-rimmed glasses, looked the picture of gentle sophistication.

The moment he appeared, a small crowd naturally gathered around him, and he engaged in polite, smiling conversation.

"Yvette, I have some business to discuss with a few people. You just relax here for a bit," Lance said, straightening his suit jacket before standing up.

The Yeats family was in dire straits, and he needed to seize every opportunity to secure new projects.

There were a lot of influential people here today, and though the chances of success were slim.

He had to try, otherwise he'd never know what could have been achieved.

Yvette nodded in understanding.

Ten minutes later, Matthew finally made his way over and sat down beside Yvette.