CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 141: LORD FITZGERALD’S HEART SOFTENED

The hotel receptionist didn’t say much but thoughtfully poured a glass of water for her.

While waiting, Sabrina Hayes saw guests arriving one after another outside.

Judging by their attire and demeanor, they were likely scions of wealthy families from Aethel.

By chance, she overheard their conversation.

"Has that person really returned to Aethel? Even attending the event? Could the news be wrong? As far as I know, the Ninth Master has never liked such occasions."

"Definitely not wrong, look, someone even posted a video. I heard that this time, Mr. Fitzgerald’s grandfather forced him to attend."

"The Ninth Master has always been carefree, making such an entrance now, could he be reclaiming authority over the Fitzgerald Family?"

"What are you talking about? The Fitzgerald Family has always been under his control! Didn’t you know? When the Ninth Master was just a teenager, he showed highly formidable business talent, and after his mother passed away, he changed his last name from Chambers to Fitzgerald without hesitation, severing ties with The Chambers Family, and started calling his grandfather...

The Chambers Family was furious about this matter.

Over the years, the rapid development of the Elysian Group is almost entirely his doing, or else, do you think Mr. Fitzgerald’s grandfather would pamper him so much?"

"Back then, Chairman Chambers forced his first wife to death for his mistress, yet he lost a prodigious son like the Ninth Master, he must deeply regret it."

"Isn’t that true? Those born from the mistress don’t seem all that useful... The Ninth Master is the one controlling the economic arteries of Aethel, that’s why my dad sent me over tonight to forge a good relationship with him."

The group continued their conversation as they gradually moved away.

Sabrina Hayes was left a bit lost in thought.

The Ninth Master they mentioned, who is he, and why does he have the last name Fitzgerald?

Mr. Fitzgerald is also here tonight, could it really be such a coincidence?

As she pondered, several more groups arrived, and all were discussing this Ninth Master to varying extents.

It wasn’t hard to tell the respect and awe from their words and demeanor.

Hearing all this piqued Sabrina Hayes’s curiosity, and finally, unable to resist, she quietly followed a new group of guests to the entrance of the banquet hall when the receptionist was not paying attention.

She didn’t go in, merely stood outside to observe.

The grand banquet hall was lavishly decorated, with guests in tailored suits and gowns, chatting and laughing, creating a harmonious scene amid clinking glasses.

Sabrina Hayes glanced around and quickly spotted the person she was looking for.

The man stood within the crowd, wearing a luxurious suit, with a burgundy tie at the collar. The clash of colors only elevated his already noble aura.

Surrounded by people coming to greet him, treating him like a luminary.

His expression seemed indifferent, eyes detached, emanating a powerful and majestic presence akin to a long-standing monarch.

Someone toasted to him, and he responded courteously. When he slightly raised his head, the perfect jawline made numerous debutantes’ hearts flutter.

Many young ladies bravely approached to greet him, sending subtle signals of interest.

Jasper Fitzgerald responded politely, his charisma almost mesmerizing everyone.

Sabrina Hayes watched this scene, feeling a strong sense of dissonance.

The Mr. Fitzgerald she encountered in Veridia, though cool like an Immortal, wasn’t difficult to approach; on the contrary, he was rather gentle.

Yet, the person before her exuded such a formidable aura that felt utterly alien.

It spontaneously sparked a retreating sentiment within her.

Sabrina Hayes shuffled aside, pulling out her phone to search for Elysian Group.

Soon, all the information regarding the company emerged.

This is a company mainly engaged in military industries, with products nearly monopolizing both domestic and international markets, also venturing into multiple industries.

Perhaps because some aspects involve secrets, the introduction wasn’t too extensive, and it isn’t as publicly renowned as some famous corporations.

However, no one dares to doubt the fearsome reputation of Elysian Group.

Unsurprisingly, the group is certainly a noble existence in Aethel.

Sabrina Hayes paused for several seconds after reading through it, then turned her thoughts to The Chambers Group.

This one almost needs no searching, she already knew.

The top affluent family in Aethel!

Always among the top ranks on the global wealth list every year!

Sabrina Hayes was utterly stupefied.

She had previously guessed that Mr. Fitzgerald’s identity might not be ordinary, but never expected it to be so resounding.

Just his military affiliation alone was terrifying, let alone his astonishing status in Aethel.

At this moment, Sabrina Hayes suddenly felt that they belonged to completely different worlds.

She shrank back, lacking the courage to go in and see him.

After stumbling out of the banquet hall, she felt even more uncomfortable, especially with the wind by the entrance sending chills, causing her to shiver non-stop.

Sabrina Hayes rubbed her arms, feeling dizzy.

Instinctively, she raised a hand to her forehead, finding it a bit warm.

She actually had a fever; there’s no way she could keep waiting...

Sabrina Hayes lingered for a moment before simply heading to the front desk to say, "Hello, the banquet hall seems ongoing for a while. Could you please do me a favor and hand this gift to a Mr. Jasper Fitzgerald later?"

The receptionist, hearing this, had no objections, "Sure, what’s your name, please? Could you write it here along with your contact details?"

Sabrina, feeling woozy, filled out the form without thinking too much, then turned to leave the hotel.

Outside, needing a ride, she opened the ride-hailing app, which indicated that the area was somewhat congested and a vehicle would take over ten minutes to arrive.

So long...

Sabrina felt terrible, so she decided to rest against a nearby pillar.

Inside the hotel, after Sabrina left, the receptionist directly went to the banquet hall to pass on the gift.

When Jasper Fitzgerald received it, he was a bit surprised, "Who sent this?"

The staff member replied truthfully, "A lady with the last name Hayes."

Jasper Fitzgerald’s expression shifted, Hayes?

Could it be...

He pulled out his phone, recalling the previous messages from Sabrina Hayes.

Only now did he realize she was in Aethel?

Jasper quickly opened the gift box.

Inside was a fine sandalwood bracelet, and one of the beads was hollow-carved, emitting a very pleasant medicinal scent.

It was her!

Jasper Fitzgerald almost immediately concluded, asking, "Where is she?"

The staff member responded, "She left not long ago."

Jasper wasted no time, directly leaving the banquet hall.

He had already disliked this place.

If not for his grandfather’s coercion, requiring him to remain for three full hours, he would’ve left long ago.

Nash Spencer noticed and quickly arranged for people to take charge, then hurriedly followed.

Everyone onsite was puzzled.

What happened to the Ninth Master?

What changed his demeanor from just now?

Earlier in the banquet hall, he was entirely an unattainable cold figure.

Yet just now... his expression softened noticeably!

Naturally, nobody could have guessed.

By now, Jasper Fitzgerald was already outside.

Though his steps were steadfast, he moved swiftly, glancing around as soon as he stepped out.

But where was that familiar silhouette at the hotel entrance?

Jasper frowned, why didn’t she inform him of her arrival?

At this moment, Nash Spencer, who followed behind, spotted a figure sharply and promptly alerted, "Sir, over there, is that... Dr. Nash?"

Jasper followed his pointed direction.

Beside a pillar, a small curled-up silhouette leaned against it, eyes closed, appearing as if asleep.

The chilling wind made her look pitiful.

Jasper Fitzgerald’s heart immediately softened, kneeling down gently, speaking with an unexpected tenderness, "Since you’re here, why leave without meeting?"