Chapter 14

He looked at Zona Lawrence, as if floating above the clouds, and couldn't help but stand up. Driven by an unseen force, he walked up to Zona Lawrence, reached out and took her hand, his eyes fixed on her face without blinking.

He unconsciously called out Zona Lawrence's name, "It really is you."

Zona Lawrence heard Amos Sari's gentle and lingering voice, and her body trembled. Her eyes, filled with a hint of alarm, fixed on him. The butler coughed upon seeing this.

Amos Sari only just snapped back to reality. He saw that he had actually grasped Zona Lawrence's hand, and instantly, like a startled bird, he shook off the daze from his face, instantly regaining composure and appearing sharp and capable.

“Indeed, people are judged by their clothes, and horses by their saddles. I’m glad you didn’t disgrace this gown.”

Amos Sarri remained sharp-tongued, and a flicker of disappointment crossed Zona Lawrence’s eyes as she smiled faintly, “Thank you for the dress, Mr. Sarri.”

Amos Sarri struggled to resist the urge to look again, averted his gaze, and said with an irritable tone, “When we go to the party later, stay close to me and don’t embarrass me, do you understand?”

Zona Lawrence nodded, "I understand, sir. I won't disappoint you. I haven't forgotten my own status. I am your servant, am I not? Naturally, I will do as you say."

Zona Lawrence answered Amos Sari obediently, but for some reason, Amos Sari felt that Zona Lawrence was deliberately provoking him, so his expression darkened instantly, and he strode out of the living room.

It seems the butler also noticed the tension between the two. If she didn't mean to take sides, it was ultimately between Amos Sari and Zona Lawrence. Although she was Amos Sari's butler, she didn't want to meddle in his personal life.

At this point, Amos Sari had already left the living room. The butler frowned and said to Zona Lawrence, "You should leave too, don't waste any more time."

Zona Lawrence is rather afraid of the butler. Hearing this, she retracted the spiky edges of her personality, held up her skirt, and followed him out.

"I really like the outfit Zona Lawrence just wore. What do you think, what does the master mean by that? He doesn't dislike her, does he?"

"I think he's faking his dislike, he must really like her. It's so envy Zona Lawrence, if I had a face like hers, I would charm the master too."

“Sir is practically a diamond geezer, isn't he? Zona Lawrence is also really bold.”

The voices of the maids could be heard from the distance, the butler turned back displeased and glared at them, “Sir asked you to come back to work, all of you go back to work. If you dare to discuss again, sorry, just take your money and leave, we don't welcome you here.”

The butler's aura was very strong, and after she yelled like that, no one dared to say anything more. They quickly lowered their heads and left to prepare their own tasks.

Seeing the situation, the butler grandmother slightly restrained her aura. Just then, the phone in the living room rang.

The butler frowned and went to answer it. Hearing the voice on the other end, a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

“Mr. Smith has already gone to the banquet, by the way, he went with Zona Lawrence, you might as well go yourself!”

After speaking, the butler directly hung up the phone and returned to his post as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, on the other end, in the Lawrence family living room, Wanda Lawrence, with a troubled expression, threw her phone onto the sofa, “How could this happen? How could this happen?”

She frowned, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her gown, her eyes watching as it already began to wrinkle.

Lawrence the old lady sat beside her drinking tea, frowned upon seeing the situation, "What are you doing? Quickly let go of my hand, your clothes are all wrinkled by you, how can you go to the banquet like this?"

Lawrence the old lady's voice made Wanda Lawrence instantly calm down, "Grandma, Zona Lawrence that little bitch, she actually seduced Amos Sari."

“Amos Sarai was originally going to take me to the banquet today, but just now his butler told me that Amos Sarai has already taken Zona Lawrence to the banquet.”

“What qualification does Zona Lawrence have to attend the banquet with Amos Sarai? She’s just a minor maid in the Sarai household.”

“What did you say? Amos Sarai took her to the banquet? How is that possible?”

Lawrence the old lady also got up with some disbelief, but Wanda Lawrence's words disappointed her.

Wanda Lawrence closed her eyes, suppressed the anger in her heart, and struggled to maintain her still rather dignified demeanor, "My personal maid from Amos Sary told me, how could it be false."

"Damn it, really damn it, that bitch, she actually seduced Amos Sary, what right does she have, she doesn't deserve it."

Lawrence the old lady's face also darkened after hearing it, "We really underestimated her. She's just like her mother, both lowly creatures."

"It's not okay, we can't let her get away with this. You need to go to the banquet right away."

Lawrence the old lady, while speaking, draped a fur stole over Wanda Lawrence's shoulders.

Wanda Lawrence was already on the brink of anger at this point. She tore the fur stole and threw it on the sofa, "I'm not going."

Lawrence the old lady gritted her teeth, "If you don't go, do you want to see Zona Lawrence showing off by Amos Sari's side? She doesn't deserve it, how could she possibly deserve it."

"Now, you go to the banquet right away, I don't believe you're still inferior to that little bitch."

Lawrence the old lady didn't care about Wanda Lawrence's mood at the moment, pulled her up from the sofa, and then put the fur coat back on.

“It's not over yet, you're the fiancée of Amos Sari, stop being difficult here.”

“Say whatever you have to say in front of Amos Sari. You must remember, you are required to become Amos Sari's wife, and you're not allowed to have any other thoughts.”

“Since Amos Sari still has lingering feelings for her, you should be even more vigilant and not give them any space to be together. Do you understand?”

Under the persuasion of the elderly Mrs. Lawrence, Wanda Lawrence finally calmed down. She sighed, nodded, and adjusted herself slightly.

Glancing at the floor mirror, she slightly restrained her expression, a smile playing on her red lips, another dignified lady of high society.

She said in a gentle voice, "I understand, Grandma. I didn't control myself well just now, I will definitely remember your words. Then I will leave now." As she spoke, she picked up her skirt and walked towards the door.

After her departure, Lawrence the elderly lady immediately called her own son.

"Glenn Lawrence, Glenn Lawrence, I told you long ago, look, this is what your good daughter does, actually seducing her brother-in-law."

Glenn Lawrence had long gotten used to hearing his mother scold, but he still didn't dare to resist, only lowering his head, listening to his mother's scolding, not daring to say a word, afraid his mother would shift her anger.