CHAPTER 10: CHAPTER 10: JUST LENDING A HELPING HAND

[Little friend, don’t forget you still owe your brother a meal.]

Staring at the message, Serena Everett couldn’t help but picture the man’s alluring and charming smile in her mind.

She pressed her lips together and typed a response with her slender, fair fingertips, replying with an "mm" while also changing the man’s contact name to—"seductive fox."

The Elysian Pavilion.

Damian Quinn sat at the head seat, his stunningly attractive face showing no expression, surrounded by a forbidding aura that kept people at bay.

Despite the infatuation of the surrounding women, none dared to approach easily.

"What’s going on, who’s upset our Master Damian again?"

A lazy voice rang out, and soon a handsome man ambled into the private room.

Before Damian Quinn could respond, he continued speaking on his own.

"Could it be Grandma Quinn pestering you about marriage again, bothering you?"

After all, besides Grandma Quinn, anyone else in Imperia who annoyed him would have grass overgrowing their graves!

Damian Quinn ignored him, his gaze still on the unresponsive chat box, his eyes growing increasingly deep and dark.

"I heard the Everett Family is throwing a banquet for their long-lost daughter. Aren’t you going to your little fiancée’s banquet?"

Seth Sterling’s voice rang out teasingly again.

Damian Quinn’s long, narrow, deep peach-blossom eyes instantly narrowed in a dangerous arc, his voice icy to the extreme, "I don’t have a fiancée. Don’t let me hear that from you again."

Seth Sterling smiled even more roguishly, "Uncle Everett and Aunt Everett are renowned beauties in the circle. Their genes can’t be bad. I’m telling you, their daughter must be very beautiful. Are you really going to call off the engagement without even meeting her?"

"You talk too much." Damian Quinn cast a cold glance over, his voice icy, "Do you want to be sent to Africa to dig mines?"

No matter how good someone else is, it has nothing to do with him.

Hearing about being sent to Africa to dig mines, Seth Sterling immediately behaved more obediently, but was obedient for only a few minutes before speaking lazily again.

"Alright, alright, since you don’t want to marry into the Everett Family, then I’ll go pursue that Everett heiress!"

Sons of such wealthy families like them are all arranged for marriage alliances. Rather than let the family choose, he’d prefer to pick someone pleasing to him.

"Whatever."

Damian Quinn’s well-shaped, sensual lips coldly uttered these two words, his deep gaze returning to his phone, and upon seeing the young lady’s message reply, the chill in his eyes melted considerably.

The young lady, although only replied with a single "mm," was already more obedient than not replying at all.

Did Master Damian see something? Why did his mood suddenly improve?

Seth Sterling both puzzled and curious, craned his neck to take a look, but before he could make out a single word, he met Damian Quinn’s sharp gaze, full of warning.

He immediately retracted his neck, muttering softly, "Fine, I won’t look if you’re so stingy!"

While Seth Sterling hadn’t seen it, Chase Sherman standing aside saw everything clearly and couldn’t help but tut to himself.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, that little girl just replied with a single "mm," and it made Master Damian so happy.

Our Master Damian is really just completely captivated!

"Young Master Sterling, The Scorpions want to meet you, hoping you’ll help them catch a woman..."

The assistant following behind Seth Sterling suddenly received a message, dutifully reporting to him.

But before the assistant could finish reporting, a cool, icy voice spoke up.

"Take them down entirely, make them disappear from Imperia."

Hearing this, Seth Sterling couldn’t help but ask in puzzlement, "Master Damian, did The Scorpions offend you?"

Master Damian never gets involved in these trivial matters, yet today he suddenly wants to deal with The Scorpions, it’s really strange...

"No."

Damian Quinn’s long, narrow, deep peach-blossom eyes slightly squinted, speaking leisurely, "I just like to help others."

...

The next day.

The banquet was set for seven in the evening. Jocelyn Sterling and Ivan Everett, to show their importance towards Serena Everett, had deliberately organized an exceptionally grand banquet, inviting all the prominent wealthy families of Imperia.

Cassia Everett, eager to show off, got dressed early, changing into a gown beside Jocelyn, greeting guests and constantly showcasing herself, as if today’s banquet was held for her.

"Wow, Cassia, you look so beautiful today! Is this gown from the House of Chanel?"

"This gown is worth five million, no doubt the Everetts are the wealthiest in Imperia! They truly dote on you, Cassia!"

"Of course, who wouldn’t with Cassia being so outstanding! By the way, Cassia, I heard you’re going to perform a piece today, we’re really in for a treat!"

Cassia Everett enjoyed their flattery and adulation, a smug smile on her lips, though she modestly spoke.

"You’re too kind, my skills are average, I’m just putting on a humble performance today!"

Hearing this, those socialites immediately continued their compliments.

"Cassia, stop being modest, your piano playing won first place in the competition, who could play better?"

"Exactly, exactly, Cassia, you shouldn’t be so modest!"

"By the way, Cassia, isn’t today’s banquet for your sister found from the countryside? How come she hasn’t shown up yet?"

"Right, she hasn’t appeared yet, leaving Cassia to entertain the guests, how rude!"

Hearing these disapproving comments about Serena Everett, the smugness in Cassia Everett’s eyes deepened, showing a gentle demeanor as she spoke.

"Sister’s been in the countryside for so many years, it’s normal not to know etiquette, I don’t mind helping her entertain the guests!"

On the surface, it seemed she was explaining for Serena, but it was actually subtly belittling her.

As expected, those socialites immediately showed faces of disdain.

"Growing up in the countryside is truly lacking manners, incomparable to Cassia!"

"Really, I don’t understand what Uncle Everett and Aunt Everett are thinking, hosting such a grand and opulent banquet for her, aren’t they afraid she’ll embarrass herself at the banquet, coming from the countryside, knowing nothing?"

"You guys shouldn’t say that, sister has been in the countryside for so many years, Uncle and Aunt Sterling feel guilt towards her, so naturally, they’ll host a more grand banquet!"

With just a few words, Cassia Everett turned Ivan and Jocelyn’s affection and concern for Serena into guilt, causing those socialites to become more sycophantic towards her.

After all, guilt will fade over time, and once the Everett’s guilt dissipates, what will a country bumpkin like Serena rely on?

But Cassia Everett is different, having been raised by the Everetts for so many years and being so outstanding, she’s the one they should curry favor with.

"Cassia, you’re too kind, allowing her to treat you like this!"

"Cassia, Cassia, I heard those people from the countryside don’t bathe, are filthy, is she like that too?"

"She must be! Her skin must be rough and dark, and she’s got to be an ugly hag..."