CHAPTER 243: CHAPTER 243: BIRTHDAY BANQUET

But, there is always someone whose emotions run deep, yet they remain unaware, just like her feelings for Desmond Fairchild.

"Godmother, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you home?" Camille White noticed Seraphina Sinclair’s complexion seemed off and her face showed concern.

Seraphina Sinclair shook her head slightly: "It’s nothing, don’t worry about me. Aren’t your friends waiting for you? Go say hi to them."

"Are you sure it’s nothing?" Camille White still felt uneasy.

"Go on." Seraphina Sinclair smiled.

Only then did Camille White nod: "Alright, just don’t wander too far, I’ll go greet them and be right back."

As soon as Camille White left, all the lights in the room suddenly went out. A spotlight shone on the stage, and there stood Fiona Dunn in the center, looking like a fairy descending to earth.

She held a microphone and smiled brightly: "Thank you all for coming to my birthday party today, I’m really happy. Today is my twentieth birthday, and it’s an important moment for me because after today, it means I’m old enough to get married."

As soon as she finished speaking, the audience erupted in congratulations.

Fiona Dunn blushed and smiled shyly, her gaze falling directly on Joel White, her eyes full of sweetness: "Joel, we can finally get married. You always said I was too young, not old enough legally, but now I am. When will you come to marry me?"

Joel White didn’t speak, but Fiona Dunn didn’t expect an answer from him. She continued: "I know you’re not ready yet, I’m just notifying you that I’m no longer a little girl and can become Mrs. White at any time. I’m waiting for your answer."

Putting aside other things, Fiona Dunn is actually a pretty good girl, her personality genuine and unpretentious, courageous in love and hate, very likable.

That’s why, even though she’s so antagonistic towards Seraphina Sinclair, Seraphina still attended her birthday party.

"That’s all for now. Let’s play a game." Fiona Dunn was extremely excited, "I’ve been planning this for a long time, and I’m sure everyone here will be interested."

As she spoke, servants began handing out masks, one for each person.

Seraphina Sinclair took a delicate mask and fell into deep thought. What trick does this girl want to play now?

"I saw on TV that people like to play masquerade balls. Although everyone here has met before, once the lights are off and the masks are on, no one knows who’s who. Later, I’ll count to three, and the men must take the hand of the woman beside them and embrace her passionately for one minute. Before the lights come on, the two must separate. If you can recognize each other after the lights come back on, it proves you are destined lovers." Fiona Dunn grew more and more excited, she had been looking forward to this thrilling scene for a long time.

Seraphina Sinclair frowned instinctively, not wanting to take part in Fiona Dunn’s silly game.

But the others were eager to try, seemingly interested in Fiona Dunn’s proposal.

Indeed, these wealthy young heirs have quite a variety of games to play.

Just as she was looking for an opportunity to slip away, Fiona Dunn began counting. Before she could react, the count had already reached one.

At that moment, Seraphina Sinclair felt her hand tighten and, a second later, she was pulled into a broad embrace.

The scent of tea emanated from the person, a familiar smell.

She was about to look up at the person’s face when long arms held her tightly in their embrace, not giving her a chance to refuse, her lips already tangled with the other’s.

Who is it!

Who could it be?

The sensation of those lips, the familiar way of kissing, made Seraphina Sinclair’s mind race.

But she had already hidden on Diamond Island, how could Desmond Fairchild possibly find her, and how could he appear quietly at Fiona Dunn’s birthday party.

It’s impossible.

Seraphina Sinclair struggled to push the man away, she wanted to confirm if it was Desmond Fairchild.

Yet the man held her tighter and tighter, his strength seemingly wanting to pull her into his body.

One minute passed quickly, Seraphina Sinclair used all her strength to break free from the embrace, but the man vanished like a phantom in the blink of an eye.

The lights suddenly turned on.

Seraphina Sinclair looked around anxiously, but could no longer find the tall figure.

The lingering warmth on her lips, the scent of tea between their kiss, both proved it wasn’t her imagination.

Desmond Fairchild had been here, he really had been here.

Though she didn’t know why he appeared here, Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but feel panic, her eyes dry and aching, almost shedding tears when touched by the cold air.

He was the one who cheated back then, he was the one who chose to leave first, and now suddenly appears, what does he want?

Even after leaving, is he determined to disturb her peace?

At this moment, Seraphina Sinclair no longer felt like staying, and took advantage of the lack of attention to leave the banquet hall.

The spring breeze brushed against her face, reminding her of all the scenes after meeting Desmond Fairchild, her nose tingling, wanting to cry but unable to.

Although spring on Diamond Island is hot, standing in the wind, Seraphina Sinclair felt herself trembling all over.

"You’re not well, don’t stand in the doorway catching a draft." Accompanied by a gentle male voice, a suit jacket was draped over Seraphina Sinclair’s shoulders.

She looked up into Keith Hughes’ smiling eyes, somewhat stunned: "Senior, why are you here?"

"I once was Miss Dunn’s university professor for a period, she invited me to her twentieth birthday party, I didn’t expect to meet you here." Keith Hughes also seemed quite surprised.

Seraphina Sinclair nodded slightly, not continuing the topic.

Fiona Dunn had indeed studied abroad previously, she didn’t expect the world to be so small, with Keith Hughes as her university professor.

"Are you feeling unwell? Where do you live, do you need me to take you home?" Keith Hughes noticed Seraphina Sinclair’s abnormal complexion and asked with concern.

"Thank you, Senior, I live nearby, I can go home myself." Seraphina Sinclair politely declined Keith Hughes’ offer, removed his jacket and handed it back to him, slowly walking forward.

She hadn’t driven today, Camille White had brought her over, and it really didn’t take long to come by car from her home, but walking back would take at least an hour.

Despite this, she didn’t want to trouble Keith Hughes.

Keith Hughes was not upset, silently driving behind Seraphina Sinclair.

Suddenly, Seraphina Sinclair stopped after walking a while, puzzled, she looked at him: "Senior, do you have something?"

"Not really, it’s just I’m worried about such a pretty girl going home alone. Since you don’t want me to drive you, I’ll simply follow behind until you get home safely so I can be at ease." Keith Hughes didn’t insist that Seraphina Sinclair get into his car. As a gentleman, it wouldn’t be appropriate to let a young woman walk home alone late at night.

Seraphina Sinclair paused, not knowing how to refute him.

When she didn’t speak, Keith Hughes smiled and invited: "Classmate, get in the car. Sending you home is just a small favor, no need to be so reserved."