Chapter 747: 747: Is Fragrant House Run by Your Family?
Chapter 747: Chapter 747: Is Fragrant House Run by Your Family?
Xaviera Evans understood immediately when she heard “apprenticeship banquet,” nodding knowingly.
“Miss Xaviera, do you want me to show you to the No.3 Private Room?” the manager asked.
Xaviera: “Not yet, let me wait for my friends first.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Xaviera’s phone rang, and she heard Tracy Swift’s voice on the other end, “Xaviera, did you get the invitation? When will you arrive? I can send someone to pick you up. We’re at Fragrant House, No.1 Private Room.”
Xaviera, feeling chilled, decisively hung up the call, and even blacklisted Tracy’s number to avoid being bothered again.
Right now, she just wanted to attend Xenia Jaak’s birthday banquet and had no patience to deal with Tracy, especially when she had the nerve to call her. Xaviera even suspected Tracy of being a masochist.
After a moment, Xaviera suddenly heard an exclamation from behind her―
“Xaviera?”
Xaviera turned her head to see a group of people approaching, with Tracy in the center. The elderly man beside her was Lester Bank, whom Xaviera had seen at a painting exhibition before, but he did not know her identity.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
Tracy was intimately holding onto a middle-aged woman, who was dressed lavishly and wore a necklace around her neck, appearing to be Mrs. Swift in age.
Upon seeing Xaviera, the group’s expression shifted subtly.
“What are you here for!” Tobey Swift asked, defensive, “My sister just called you to invite you, and you directly hung up. Why’d you suddenly come over here now?”
When Tracy had called Xaviera earlier, Tobey had been close by; she thought Xaviera wasn’t coming, but here she was. Tobey assumed that Xaviera must have come because she knew the banquet guests were all prominent figures in the painting world, and she wanted to mingle with them.
The group suddenly stopped, and the painters behind them curiously inquired about what had happened.
Mrs. Swift’s face darkened, and Tracy furrowed her brow slightly, “Mom, don’t worry. I’ll go talk to her.”
“No matter what, don’t let her make a scene. Today is your apprenticeship banquet, and we can’t let her ruin it,” Mrs. Swift advised softly.
Tracy slowly approached Xaviera and gently began, “Xaviera, I sent you an invitation a week ago, and I called you today, yet you outright refused me both times. Why would you still come to my apprenticeship banquet? If you suddenly changed your mind and wanted to come, of course, I would welcome you, but what is the meaning of blocking the entrance? Today’s guests are all esteemed seniors in the painting world. Please don’t cause a scene, otherwise, in the future… ”
“Can you just leave now? If you have any dissatisfaction, you can talk about it after the apprenticeship banquet is over. Please don’t destroy my banquet, can you?”
To everyone else, Tracy was trying to reason with Xaviera. However, Xaviera didn’t even give her the slightest glance, playing with her cell phone as if Tracy didn’t exist.
Tracy’s face turned pale, and she bit her lip, “Xaviera, I genuinely welcome you to my apprenticeship banquet. Moreover, I heard you also like oil paintings. If you want to learn, I can recommend a teacher for you.”
Xaviera still stood there, saying nothing.
Tracy’s eyes reddened slightly, as she continued in a hurt tone, “Xaviera… ”
“Xaviera Evans! Are you done yet!” Tobey Swift couldn’t hold back her anger anymore and yelled, “Aren’t you just bullying us with Mr. Caleb Mamet’s power? You’re jealous of my sister’s apprenticeship, so you came to cause trouble! What is the meaning of blocking the entrance? Get out of here now and don’t miss the start of the banquet!”
Xaviera curled her lips into a smirk and snorted, “Does the Swift family own this Fragrant House?”
Tobey blurted out, “No!”
“If not, then on what basis am I not allowed to be here? Furthermore, does me being at Fragrant House mean I am definitely attending Tracy Swift’s apprenticeship banquet?” Xaviera said nonchalantly.
“You!” Tobey’s anger fumed, and through gritted teeth, she roared, “Get out now! Fragrant House may not belong to the Swift family, but blocking the entrance is still wrong!”
Seeing the commotion, the crowd looked over, their curiosity piqued about what had happened.
Lester Bank asked displeased, “What’s going on?”
Mrs. Swift explained, “That girl is Tracy’s friend. Tracy invited her to the apprenticeship banquet earlier, but she refused to come for some reason. Who would’ve thought that, with the banquet about to begin, she would show up and block the entrance, intending to cause trouble.”