Chapter 1581 - 1580: What Kind of Makeup Is This? Redo It!

Chapter 1581: Chapter 1580: What Kind of Makeup Is This? Redo It!

"Victor, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave and then handle the invitation for the Clan Grant, ensuring everything is flawless."

Victor Gale: "Alright."

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Lucas Knight returned punctually two hours later.

Eva Nightingale particularly wanted to eat steak today.

So when Lucas Knight arrived, she immediately spoke up: "Honey, how about we have steak today?" After a pause, she added, "I’ve decided to attend the Grant Family’s welcoming banquet."

"Are you sure about that?" The man lowered his eyes to look at her.

"Yes, I’m sure," Eva confirmed.

Since the Grant Family had sent an invitation, why shouldn’t she go? Not going would surely cause gossip in the circle of high society; even though Eva is the Young Madam of Seaside Bay Manor, an enviable wealthy lady throughout the city, backed by the Knight Family, the entire royal lineage.

No one dares to offend the royals!

However, even though she is honored as the Young Madam, she is not the First Lady, which inevitably leads to talk of her being high-handed and similar remarks.

But Eva’s intention wasn’t to justify anything; she simply wanted to see how Amelia Grant is doing now.

Is she still that heiress who flaunted a top-tier custom Chanel bag in the Emperor Grand Group’s CEO office back then?

Is her tone still just as flirtatious?

After the decision was made, Lucas Knight called Harry North to arrange the schedule for Friday to attend the welcome dinner at the Grant Family’s estate.

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12th Floor, Western Restaurant, VIP Private Room.

Because she hadn’t recovered from her injury, the outside wasn’t as quiet, so she directly went through the VIP passage to the private room, elegantly and luxuriously decorated, with a strong European and American style, full of ambiance!

He specially invited the most famous Michelin chef to personally cook steak for her.

*

In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.

Friday.

Currently, each branch of the Grant Family operates independently, owning their own companies and private estates.

Amelia Grant’s father is Damian Grant, and as an elder, he is not the main branch of the Grant Family, so his seniority is not greater than Douglas Grant’s. No matter who the people of the Grant Family meet, they must respectfully call Douglas Grant "Lord Grant" or "Mr. Grant."

This is the privilege of the true Family Head.

However, considering the Grant Family’s vast and powerful household, standing strong for a hundred years, even its branches are not weak!

The welcoming banquet, permitted by Douglas Grant, was hence set in the old estate of the Grant Family, and Gemma Young had made arrangements in advance, making the scene quite impressive.

Soon, it was eight o’clock in the evening, and guests were arriving one after another.

The bodyguards stationed at the gate of the Grant Family estate were verifying the invitations.

"Miss, the guests for tonight have almost all arrived," the maid behind her pushed the wheelchair and said to Amelia Grant, "but we haven’t yet seen her appearance."

Amelia Grant: "Hmph, expecting me to apologize to her is impossible, but I’m currently so injured that I can’t even touch a hair of hers."

Due to severe injuries to her legs, she was unable to move and could only sit in a wheelchair.

Even the scar on her face brought her shame, yes, she wondered how those socialites would ridicule her tonight.

"Look at this makeup they’ve done on me. Redo it, and use more foundation and concealer—"

The makeup artist nearby: "Yes, yes, Miss, don’t be angry."

.......

At night, amid brilliant lights, a luxury car stopped at the Grant Family estate.

"Young Madam, we have arrived. Please be careful getting out of the car." Saying this, the bodyguard carefully extended his hand to assist Eva Nightingale in getting out.