It seemed that the matter of the photos happened a few days ago had passed. It was sealed in her
heart and she did not want to be mentioned, and the man did not notice it.
That night, Consuela went to the birthday party of Richie's uncle. They invited people with high status
and didn't want to be exposed to the cameras.
There were many reporters surrounding outside, but none of them could enter the house to report the
news.
The baby in Consuela's belly became big, so she didn't have a good figure as she was in a tight dress.
If her figure was exposed to the public, she would feel ashamed.
Not to mention Richie was a man walking with a gust of wind all the time.
Normally, there was no need for a pregnant woman to take part in such a party, but the birthday party
was organized by his uncle, and now most people with close relationship knew that he had a wife.
If she didn't show up when it was so easy to brush up, it would be hard to talk about it later.
Well, in the final analysis, she was still worried about Debbie, who was because she agreed to Richie's
mother's request, would follow Baron to attend.
Somehow, she felt a little uneasy. Her eyelids didn't flutter, but she was a little flustered, as if she had
predicted that something bad would happen.
But she could not speak it out.
"Don't drink wine no matter which one it is served when you come in later. You can just find any drink
as you like." Richie who was well dressed with an impersonal smile whispered in her ear.
Consuela nodded her head. Her eyes swept around the hall, but no sign of Debbie. She was confused.
Before she could think it through, the birthday host came, holding a glass of red wine, followed by a
woman she had seen in the hospital before.
He elbowed at Consuela who was still in a daze. After being led by the little guy, Consuela immediately
greeted him with a friendly smile.
As they talked, all the other people's gaze fell on them like burning fire, which made Consuela
uncomfortable.
The discomfort didn't last long, but was taken away by the woman beside the host with a kind smile.
She let go of the man's hand, walked towards Consuela, and patted her back.
Then she said to Richie who was drinking, "Richie, I wanna take away your wife for a moment."
He put down the glass and nodded at her. Noticing the absent look on her face, he reminded her,
"Don't drink wine."
When the woman was nodding, she was pulled by the woman to the long table nearby.
In fact, Consuela wasn't so sure about what her aunt wanted to tell her.
But she was not ready to break the silence.
The woman stopped beside the long table filled with food. She loosened her hand naturally, turned her
body sideways, and began to cut the beef on the table.
Trying to ask Consuela who was sitting next to her, "I was so excited to hear that Baron was going to
attend the party, but I didn't know when..."
She didn't say anything else, but gave Consuela the chance to finish her words.
After slicing the beef, she took up a cup of juice from the table and handed it to Consuela. It was a
bottle of dark purple grape juice.
Taking a step back, she asked with a friendly smile, "Aunt, hasn't he come yet?"
"Yes, of course. We've talked on the phone just now. If you hadn't been so generous to help us this
time, we wouldn't have been able to stop him from being angry with us." The woman raised her hand to
tuck her short hair, and squinted her beautiful eyes, with scrutiny.
Raising her head, Consuela took a sip of the grape juice. She didn't want to know more about other
people's family affairs. She didn't care why they had been in a stalemate.
But it seemed that she had been involved in an anonymous trouble since she promised to help
persuade Baron to attend the party.
She had to answer his aunt's question.
"I have a friend who knows cousin Baron, so I didn't do anything about it. It is all about her ability."
As the woman's eyes lit up, she smiled and said, "Your friend, she's very nice."
Then after her aunt kept asking her about the man, Consuela continued to praise Debbie and
succeeded in building an excellent image that she could accept.
Deep inside, she prayed in her heart, hoping that Debbie would not expose her.
The woman was dying to know the answer. With a gleam shining in her eyes, she said excitedly, "if
Consuela's words are true, will he bring that friend with him here?"
She was so happy that his son would get married.
Consuela swallowed the slice of beef in her mouth, and nodded solemnly. She had gotten the
message, so it should be like this.
Upon hearing that, the woman was elated. She became serious again and patted Consuela's back
again. "Okay, Consuela, enjoy your meal. I'll call him again."
Baron had never told them anything about it in advance. He only promised them that he would attend
the party and said nothing else.
Did he want to surprise them or give them a thrill attack? He was more likely to be the latter.
When Debbie was ushered into the party by Baron, Consuela, who was eating and drinking, looked up
at them. But she almost failed to recognize them.
It was not until she saw the symbolic face of Baron that he shifted his frightening gaze to the well-
dressed woman next to him.
Debbie was wearing a long white silk dress, with hollow lace pattern on her knees. Her snow-white skin
was partly hidden and partly visible.
She pulled up her hair in a ponytail. With exquisite make-up, she looked like a fairy in the mirror.
The knife and fork stuck into her face. She hadn't come to her senses until the man took the knife and
fork away.
If Debbie kept this status, she would definitely be able to fully maintain what she had just pretended.
"What's so good about them? As for you, you are so surprised that your eyes are almost popping out.
And you are so ashamed that you want to disfigure yourself?" Richie, who just escaped from the
encirclement, held the knife and fork and made a gesture in front of Consuela.
She came back to her senses. Looking at the knife and fork in front of her, she swallowed hard, feeling
frightened.
If he really poked her face, there would be no hole for her to be seen at all.
"I'm just surprised." Seeing what Debbie was doing, Consuela felt like she was the first child in her
family.
All her efforts paid off.
Richie raised his eyes and glanced casually at the two people who had just entered the house, not
finding anything surprising.
He just put the knife and fork back to Consuela's hands and said, "Take care of yourself. I need to go
over there and make a deal with someone."
Well, he was really a money oriented tycoon.
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