Chapter 7: Chapter Seven: The Sister's Lie Exposed in Public

"Indeed, whoever manages to build a good relationship with the Wright family might be able to expand their business to the capital in the future. When that time comes, Brother Jiang, don't forget about us old fellows!"

"Hahaha, of course, it's all thanks to my daughter having some connection with President. To receive investment from the Wright Corporation, I'm truly honored."

Orlando Roxanne, flattered by their compliments, pulled Grace Roxanne over to introduce her.

"Shiluo, come and greet these uncles."

"Hello, uncles, I'm Grace Roxanne."

Grace Roxanne gave them a slight bow, earning another round of praise.

"Hahaha, as expected, a tiger doesn't give birth to a dog. Mr. Jiang really has a fine daughter."

The younger generation from other families, overhearing this, couldn't help but glance at Grace Roxanne, secretly making their own calculations.

Meanwhile, Lena Roxanne, standing beside, seemed forgotten by Orlando Roxanne, not even worth a mention.

Before long, there was a commotion at the door, someone shouting, "President is here!"

Everyone perked up. The circle of prestigious families in the capital had always been exclusive, rarely mingling with ordinary wealthy families. Meeting the heir of one of the top families in the capital today was a rare opportunity.

Emmanuel Wright, dressed in a custom-made black suit, exuded an air of authority even while seated in a wheelchair. His presence, cultivated by a century-old family, commanded respect from everyone present.

Orlando Roxanne led Grace Roxanne to greet him, "President, you've arrived."

Seeing Orlando Roxanne, Emmanuel Wright gave a faint, polite smile, "Mr. Jiang, I’ve heard much about you."

This was enough to make Orlando Roxanne feel extremely honored, and others envied him.

"I'm unworthy, I'm unworthy."

Grace Roxanne, for the first time, realized that President was actually a disabled man in a wheelchair, and hesitated for a moment.

But Song Meixin nudged her from behind, "Shiluo, why aren't you greeting President?"

Even if he was disabled, many still wanted to get close to Emmanuel Wright. Didn't she see how the young ladies and socialites were all looking his way?

"Brother Ji." Grace Roxanne bit her lip and reluctantly greeted him, inwardly annoyed. What if he used his power to take advantage of her? Sigh, it wasn't her fault for being too beautiful!

"Who are you? Do I know you?" Emmanuel Wright frowned at this overly familiar woman. Who gave her the right to call him brother?

If it were Miao Miao calling him that... Emmanuel Wright's eyes wandered for a moment.

Hearing this, the Jiang couple, who had been smiling, both changed their expressions.

Grace Roxanne was also stunned, "You don't know me? But then..."

At this moment, Lena Roxanne, who had gone to the restroom, returned and saw Emmanuel Wright from afar.

"Miao Miao." Emmanuel Wright wheeled himself over to her, and they chatted and laughed as they found a quiet place to sit.

The onlookers were puzzled, unsure of what was happening.

"Was that girl also Mr. Jiang's daughter?" someone asked, noticing they had stood together earlier.

"Yes, yes, that's my younger daughter," Orlando Roxanne finally breathed a sigh of relief, putting on a calm facade despite his shock.

"Hahaha, Mr. Jiang's daughters are both so beautiful."

Someone whispered to a companion, "What's going on with Mr. Jiang's other daughter?"

"Who knows, seems like she's just being overly presumptuous." The girl replied with disdain.

Feeling like she was being stripped naked and put on display, Grace Roxanne turned green with embarrassment. She silently cursed Lena Roxanne, blaming her for the humiliation, completely ignoring the fact that it was her own lie that led to this situation.

In a corner of the banquet hall, Lena Roxanne was earnestly eating a small cake. Emmanuel Wright watched her, seemingly never tiring of the sight.

A strand of hair fell across her face, and instead of reaching out, she blew it away. It soon fell back, tickling her cheek.

"Heh..."

Emmanuel Wright chuckled and gently tucked the hair behind her ear. His cool fingers brushed against her warm ear, causing Lena Roxanne to shiver slightly, her face turning red.

He's so gentle.

Soon, he was called away, asking her to wait for him.

Grace Roxanne, seeing her chance, walked over. Her eyes were bloodshot, looking almost mad.

"Lena Roxanne, did you do this on purpose, just to humiliate me!"

"What are you talking about?" Lena Roxanne put down her fork and looked at her leisurely.

"Why didn't you tell me you knew President?"

Because of this, her father had scolded her, saying she had embarrassed him in front of others. Even her mother was too scared to defend her.

"You never asked, why should I tell you?" Lena Roxanne found her behavior strange.

"You!" Grace Roxanne, frustrated, asked, "Then what's your relationship with President?"

"He's my boss." Lena Roxanne tapped the table lazily, "My boss will be back soon, so if you have nothing else, you should leave."

Just a lowly employee.

"Hmph, Lena Roxanne, we’ll see how long you can gloat!"

Grace Roxanne stomped her foot and left in a huff.

After Emmanuel Wright returned, he took Lena Roxanne to meet Old Master Chen, delivered the gift, and then left with her. The Chen family didn't have the status to invite him; he only came because his grandfather and Old Master Chen were old acquaintances, so he didn't need to stay until the end.

The three of them went to the parking lot.

Bill Hardy first helped Emmanuel Wright into the car via a ramp and then went to the driver's seat.

The car was spacious, and Lena Roxanne sat next to him. She discreetly lifted her heel and saw that it was rubbed raw. She couldn't help but wince.

"What's wrong?" The man, who had been working on his tablet, turned to her and asked softly.

"It's nothing, just my high heels are a bit uncomfortable." Seeing that she had disturbed him, the girl quickly waved it off.

Once the wound scabbed over, it would be fine, Lena Roxanne thought.

However, the man looked at her silver high heels and took a new pair of men's slippers from the storage compartment, handing them to her, "Change into these first."

Lena Roxanne obediently took them, kicked off her high heels, and slipped on the slippers, feeling much more comfortable.

The black slippers made her small feet look even whiter, and the red marks on her heels were more noticeable.

Seeing this, Emmanuel Wright rummaged through another compartment and found a tube of ointment, "Miao Miao, let me see your foot."

Bill Hardy, who hadn't noticed what happened, suddenly heard this and the car swerved. He wondered, Is the president playing it this wild?