CHAPTER 146: CHAPTER 83: FROM NOW ON, I’LL RELY ON YOU TO SUPPORT ME 2_2

Rebecca Quentin also pretended not to know, staying by the side of the graceful and noble Mrs. Geoffrey, appearing shy.

In a corner of the hall, Roger Leonard stared at Rebecca Quentin, his mouth slightly open and drooling.

Howard Geoffrey, dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit, had one hand in his pocket, leaning leisurely against the glass railing, his gaze always looking far into the horizon.

Roger Leonard’s initial intention to clink glasses with Howard was halted by Rebecca Quentin’s appearance. He stared intently at her, saying to Howard, "Dora, I find that Becca brings me more and more surprises. I once thought of her only as beautiful, never expecting her to be so stunning... The future sister-in-law, who always comes across as pure and lovely, unexpectedly has a different charm with heavy makeup. Dora, if the future sister-in-law wasn’t your woman, I would surely beg the queen to grant her to me!"

Upon hearing Roger Leonard’s words, Howard shot a glance in Rebecca Quentin’s direction. To her stunning appearance, he seemed indifferent, and with his gaze returning to the distance, his lips faintly replied, "Is that so?"

Roger Leonard withdrew his covetous gaze, turned his face, clinked glasses with Howard and teased happily, "Dora, your reaction doesn’t seem like you’re passionately in love with sister-in-law. What happened, tired of it every day?"

Howard shot a look at Roger Leonard, his usual expressionless demeanor, his tone cool and detached, "When did I ever say I was passionately in love with her?"

Upon hearing this, Roger Leonard immediately paused with the wine in his mouth. After a few seconds of contemplation, he looked up at Howard’s unfathomable dark eyes and incredulously said, "Dora, the queen has instructed that Becca is a good girl, you can’t let her down!"

Howard pulled his lips into a smile.

His smile held a trace of mockery, and a hint of coldness, making it impossible for Roger Leonard to discern Howard’s intentions at that moment.

Just then, Mrs. Geoffrey led Becca toward them.

All eyes in the room immediately focused on the four of them.

"Aunt, you are so noble and beautiful today, truly sweeping all the uncles off their feet!" Roger Leonard, resembling a sycophant beside the queen, flattered with gusto.

Mrs. Geoffrey was beaming from Roger Leonard’s flattery. "You have such a sweet tongue, why haven’t we seen Nelson?"

Roger Leonard replied, "Big brother is still traveling the world with his sister-in-law. We don’t know where they’re currently enjoying their time together, but he has already sent you a gift personally selected."

"He certainly thought ahead." As she said this, Mrs. Geoffrey gave Roger Leonard a meaningful look.

Roger Leonard, being the clever person he is, immediately put down his glass, squeezed out Rebecca Quentin who was holding Mrs. Geoffrey’s arm, and sensibly said, "Aunt, let me accompany you to greet the guests. I just happen to have something to tell you..."

"Alright."

After Mrs. Geoffrey and Roger Leonard left, Rebecca Quentin awkwardly smiled at Howard, "Hi, I’m going to the restroom!"

Unexpectedly, when Rebecca Quentin turned around, Howard pulled her back.

With a smooth motion, Howard immediately drew Rebecca Quentin into his arms.

Rebecca Quentin blushed as she patted Howard, whispering, "Hey, what are you doing, there are so many people here!!"

Howard’s thin lips brushed across Rebecca Quentin’s cherry-red lips, his eyes bright and unrestrained as he gazed at her, "Why haven’t you spoken to me today?"

Rebecca Quentin squirmed in Howard’s arms, "Let me go and then I’ll talk!"

Howard pinched her hip, dominatingly saying, "Talk first, then I’ll let go!"

Rebecca Quentin could feel the increasing number of gazes directed at them, so she stopped squirming and explained, "I’ve been busy all day today, where’s the time to talk to you? Also, if you don’t let go, tomorrow there’ll be rumors all over the place about you having a new sweetheart again!"

Howard furrowed his brow, "Isn’t it good to announce our relationship?"

"But we have no plans to get married yet, I don’t want to be followed and photographed every day in the future."

"Then let’s announce it now!"

Saying this, Howard took Rebecca Quentin’s hand and headed directly to the temporary stage set up in the hall.

The crowd burst into excitement upon seeing this scene.

Just then, as if by fate, Howard’s phone rang.

Rebecca Quentin’s heart pounded as she saw Howard take out his phone, using the moment to slip away from his grasp.

"Sorry, I have to take this call."

Rebecca Quentin nodded slightly, "Mm, I’m going to the restroom."

After kissing Rebecca Quentin on the cheek, Howard walked towards the glass curtain wall.

He stood handsomely in front of the seldom-frequented glass curtain wall, with one hand in his pocket, looking at the darkness outside with eyes as bright as stars, but half-squinting, exuding a hint of wisdom and cunning, "You finally take the initiative to call me."

On the other end, Skyler Jones’ voice was cool and restrained, "Don’t touch her!"

"I never expected, after twenty years without contact, you would call me because of a woman."

"What do you want me to do?"

Howard gazed at the horizon lit by the lights, casually said, "You know, someone really wants to see you."

"Impossible!"

"Then there’s nothing to talk about."

Straightening his finger on the end call button, Howard’s handsome face showed no sign of anger, but instead, because of Skyler Jones’ current concern, slightly raised the corner of his lips.

At the same time, in the restroom.

Rebecca Quentin hurriedly opened her handbag and took out her phone.

There was already a missed call on her phone, and she quickly called back, "Hello."

"Rebecca Quentin, my car is parked under the shade outside the Geoffrey’s main gate. I’ll flash my lights when you come out."

"Okay, wait for me."

Ending the call, Rebecca Quentin immediately opened the cabinet below the restroom and changed into the clothes she had prepared earlier.

She wiped off the glamorous makeup, let down the hair she had deliberately styled today, casually brushed it with her hands, and put on sunglasses big enough to cover her entire small face.

The sunglasses that hid her features, the rarely worn t-shirt and jeans, and the deliberately worn accessories on her ears and neck made Rebecca Quentin look utterly unremarkable at the moment, as if she had turned into a different person.

After carefully examining herself a few times in front of the mirror, confirming that even acquaintances wouldn’t recognize her, Rebecca Quentin took a deep breath, calmly walked out of the restroom.

Without passing through the hall again, Rebecca Quentin went directly from the terrace to the garden.

Initially planning to quietly cross the garden unnoticed, she unexpectedly encountered Roger Leonard, who was accompanying Mrs. Geoffrey to socialize, in front of the large European-style fountain in the garden.