CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188: HE SEEMS A BIT DIFFERENT 8

Matthew Morgan made his entrance in a deep blue suit, the light falling on him seemed to cloak him in starlight, dazzling and stunning!

As he turned to face the inside of the banquet, the previously bustling scene fell silent in an instant!

His profile was incredibly striking, with smooth, elegant lines, exuding a sense of restrained sharpness, while his prominent Adam’s apple gave him an irresistibly sexy allure!

As he rounded the front of the car towards the passenger side, he casually unbuttoned his jacket.

The car door opened, Matthew bent down, extending his hand to the person inside.

His gesture was extraordinarily gentlemanly.

Soon, a delicate, soft white hand was placed in his, and he held it tight, pulling the person out from the car.

As she stood by Matthew Morgan’s side, the previously quiet venue erupted into gasps.

"So beautiful!" someone couldn’t help but exclaim.

Their eyes were fixed on the graceful figure hooking onto Matthew Morgan’s arm.

The orange satin gown wasn’t the first thing that caught the eye.

Almost immediately upon seeing her, everyone’s gaze was drawn to her well-proportioned legs.

Especially as she walked in heels, her steady steps kept everyone’s eyes glued to her.

"Uncle Morgan..."

Despite the continuous flattery, Chloe Grant couldn’t help but feel extremely nervous inside.

Matthew Morgan tapped her hand lightly on his arm without a perceptible change in his demeanor, "Look straight ahead, and just think: all these people are trash."

Chloe Grant was amused by his deadpan comment.

"This fairy is the most special of all, you are all garbage! Garbage! Is that how it goes?" Chloe Grant adjusted her tone.

"Mm." Matthew Morgan responded, leading Chloe Grant towards Isabella Gray.

"Lady Morgan, who is this young lady?"

Standing beside Isabella Gray, Mrs. Fraser was quick to inquire.

This wasn’t a good omen.

This young lady’s makeup was subtle, and her dress wasn’t the most outstanding at the event, yet she wore it the best!

Her legs and collarbones in particular were simply captivating.

Mrs. Fraser had high hopes that her daughter and Mr. Morgan could be a match, hoping no unexpected obstacles would come in their way!

"She’s my niece." Isabella Gray only regained her composure after a long moment.

Even she was taken aback by the sight.

She felt as though her niece Chloe had turned into a completely different person.

And... she’d lost weight too.

Just as she was speaking, Matthew Morgan had already brought Chloe Grant over.

"Happy birthday, Grandma." Chloe Grant released her hold on Matthew Morgan’s arm and then gave Isabella Gray a hug.

Isabella Gray smiled, patting her back, "Good girl."

"I used to think that the little girl accompanying Lady Morgan was way more beautiful than her niece, but now comparing them... well, she’s so plain!"

"It’s like one is a star in the heavens, and the other is mere sparkle on the ground."

Some people couldn’t help but compare Chloe Grant with Lily Grant, speaking unkindly.

It naturally reached the ears of those involved.

Lily Grant felt incredibly displeased, but she still had to maintain a smile and gently said, "Chloe, you’re here."

Chloe Grant glanced at her, then turned her gaze away.

"Matthew, over there are the Fraser family’s eldest son and daughter, you should go say hello." Lady Morgan pointed to a more secluded spot at the banquet.

Matthew Morgan nodded, greeted Mrs. Fraser, and then walked over to that side.

Beside him, Mrs. Fraser was like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, seeing more to like with every glance, her eyes filled with satisfaction.

There had long been rumors that the Morgan family’s Grandpa Morgan was an unparalleled standout, admired by all, not only exceptionally capable but exuding an aura unmatched by anyone in the capital.

Upon seeing him today, it felt as though the rumors still did not do him justice, as Grandpa Morgan himself... is far beyond any description those rumors could offer.