CHAPTER 113: CHAPTER 113: PLACING THE QUINN FAMILY FATHER AND DAUGHTER ON A PEDESTAL

"Who are you talking about?"

Elias Langley looked up at him, as if he really didn’t know who he was asking about.

These two people probably aren’t meant to be together.

Quinn Shepherd tugged at the corner of his mouth, smiling, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

...

Quentin Quinn’s private banquet was held at the hotel’s glass dome hall.

Yvonne Quinn wore a white low-cut gown, holding Evan Grant’s arm as they walked towards Quentin Quinn.

"The people here today, some are my dad’s students, others are the top figures in the new energy research field. When they heard my dad was throwing this private banquet, everyone wracked their brains trying to get an invitation."

Yvonne said, proudly raising her head.

"After all, being noticed by my father means you’re truly recognized as capable."

But Evan Grant just chuckled, not responding.

The smile on Yvonne’s lips gradually faded.

The party was originally organized just for him, does he still think her sincerity is lacking?

"Dad, we’re here."

Yvonne called towards her father’s back.

Quentin Quinn was chatting with a few people and immediately turned to look at them, smiling, "Evan, come over here, let me introduce you."

He pointed at a young man standing at the front and said, "Ian Donovan is my most outstanding student, to him, the heavy truck battery released by Aetherflame is nothing at all."

Evan Grant focused his gaze on the other man, but Ian Donovan only gave a slight nod as a greeting.

Yvonne leaned close to Evan’s ear and whispered, "He has a proud nature, only listens to my dad, no one else can poach him."

Her implication was clear to Evan.

He gave an inscrutable smile.

Just then, Stella Windsor walked over.

"Brother, she’s here to change your bandage."

Saying so, she nodded towards the edge of the room.

Juliana Jacobs stood at the edge of the room, dressed plainly with a medical kit, standing out against the opulence around her.

Yvonne sneered and quickly said to her father and the others, "I have something to attend to with Evan, please excuse us."

In a nearby private room, she insisted on accompanying Evan for his bandage change.

Evan didn’t refuse.

She became more daring, intentionally pulling her low-cut gown lower while helping him undress.

A toy often used by men almost entirely spilled out.

Evan didn’t look at her chest but gave her cheek a squeeze with a smile, "Are you here to change my bandage, or do you have other intentions?"

"What do you think?"

Her face pressed against his arm, smiling with seductive eyes, while giving a sidelong glance at Juliana Jacobs who was packing the medical kit.

What does it matter if the legal wife is present? She intends to conquer ground inch by inch right in front of the original spouse, that’s what makes it exciting.

However, Juliana didn’t even raise her eyelids, "What time to change the bandage tomorrow?"

Evan turned his gaze to her, "Probably later than today."

Juliana snapped the kit shut, "Then let’s talk about it another day."

Evan raised an eyebrow, "What’s this attitude?"

Juliana responded emotionlessly, "I got disgusted, taking a few days off."

Yvonne exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh my, this is the most normal fun between a man and a woman, you find it repulsive, could you be frigid?"

Juliana raised an eyebrow, retorting, "Fun between a legitimate couple is one thing, what you’re doing is degrading, or worse, just animal heat."

Yvonne fumed, "It’s only because incompetent women can’t become a mistress."

Juliana shrugged, "No one is vying for the ’halo’ of being a mistress with you, enjoy wearing it."

With that, she turned and walked out.

Yvonne, unwilling to let it go, was about to chase her down but was pulled back by Evan.

"Why bother with someone like her?" he chuckled.

Yvonne’s anger dissipated instantly, "You’re so good, I’ll bring Ryan Donovan to your company for a visit someday."

Evan gave an ambiguous smile.

The door opened, Yvonne leaned on Evan’s arm, giving Stella Windsor outside the room a knowing glance, and Stella nodded slightly.

She led Juliana across the banquet venue, where several well-dressed men and women blocked Juliana’s path.

"Oh, isn’t this the genius girl from our class?" a woman in a red dress exaggeratedly covered her mouth, "The promising talent praised so highly by professors back then, how did she end up being a nurse?"

A man beside her sneered, "Didn’t we hear that after graduation she climbed up the social ladder and ended up warming beds for rich people? No wonder she disappeared from our alumni records, seems she used her little talent in bed to please men."

They laughed uproariously.

These faces, Juliana remembered well.

Back in university, the Linton Family’s finances were dire, so Juliana juggled work and study with great dedication, and with her talent, she quickly gained honors from several professors, participating in some project developments.

So these envious "red-eye disease" folks often "accidentally" overturned her meal when they encountered her in the cafeteria.

Because they knew Juliana was financially strapped and couldn’t afford to buy another.

They loved watching her squatting to pick up the unstained food to eat.

Back then, Juliana was 1.67 meters tall but weighed less than 90 pounds, thanks to these people.

Juliana’s eyes darkened slightly, but then quickly calmed down.

Finding these pieces of trash, Yvonne clearly put thought into today’s drama.

At this moment, the woman in the red dress moved to Juliana, pinching her clothing with two fingers, exaggeratingly clicked her tongue, "Tsk tsk, you’re wearing cheap clothes to a high-end place like this. Once so illustrious, yet now you’re out of the wealthy family’s favor and kicked out?"

Another burst of laughter, and someone suddenly raised their voice, "Look, the man beside Yvonne is so handsome."

The others immediately understood, pushing Juliana towards Yvonne and Evan.

"Yvonne, is this your boyfriend?" the woman in the red dress asked loudly.

Yvonne glanced at Evan, seeing he didn’t deny it, she boldly neither nodded nor shook her head, taking it as consent.

The man next to her chimed in immediately, "What a perfect pair, a match made in heaven!"

The commotion attracted onlookers, even Quentin Quinn brought his old friends closer.

Juliana watched coldly, wondering who this humiliating show ultimately humiliated.

Before Yvonne’s script could continue, the hotel manager, accompanied by two waiters, emerged from the crowd, walking straight to Evan Grant and bowing deeply to him.

"Upon learning of President Grant and Mrs. Grant’s esteemed presence at our hotel, we have specially prepared two bottles of red wine to welcome you both."

Evan suddenly felt his brow twitch, a premonition of the situation getting out of control washed over him, just as he was about to speak to stop it...

"Oh my!" The woman in the red dress suddenly exclaimed, "Yvonne, you’re married? To President Grant, of the Cortexa Group?"

Yvonne was momentarily stunned.

This unexpected turn, she hadn’t thought of how to respond, but the manager was already offering a bottle of red wine.

Not to Evan, but to her.

"President Grant, this wine is robust, suitable for men to drink."

Even without explicit words, this action confirmed everyone’s suspicions.

"So Yvonne is truly a prestigious lady of the upper class."

The woman in the red dress flattered Yvonne, then turned contemptuously to Juliana, "See? Only a well-bred and talented lady like Miss Quinn is fit to marry President Grant. You, at most, are just a rag tossed out by a wealthy family."

Amidst the laughter, Yvonne held the red wine, her face shy, her vanity reaching unprecedented satisfaction.

At this moment, Quentin Quinn’s old friend loudly complimented, "Old Quinn taught his daughter well! When Yvonne was studying in Aldoria, she ignored countless suitors and focused on academics, publishing core papers, that’s why she’s worthy of President Grant. The Quinn Family’s values are admirable."

Quentin Quinn smiled and nodded, he and his daughter basking in the most glorious moment of their lives under the admiration of others.

The manager felt the scene was ripe, and looked at Juliana.

Upon receiving confirmation, he smiled and picked up the other bottle of red wine...