"Mr. Giblo…" When a few of the girls approached, the bodyguards quickly stopped them.
As Zayn walked in slowly, he paid no heed to the girls clamoring for him. However, he didn't resent the hedonistic event either. Instead, he casually picked up the wine glass he was served and took a seat among the businessmen.
Looking at Zayn from amidst the crowd, Carla was filled with conflicting emotions.
There was bewilderment, disappointment, and many burning questions.
She didn't understand why he would want to attend a banquet like this. Maybe he has done this so many times that it has become a routine for him? Or, is he just looking for some excitement because he is angry with me?
Nevertheless, she was disappointed to see him in a place like this regardless of the reason. The image she had of him began to unravel.
I'm just curious though… now that he has successfully taken the children, why hasn't he taken them back to Aymo City? Instead, he stays back in Pillere just to attend such an event. Besides, he never liked to appear in public.
"Looks like I'll have to eat my words."
Freda was embarrassed by how convinced she was a moment ago. She had assumed that Zayn wasn't someone like that. However, his presence proved her wrong.
"This banquet is obviously organized for him. So why wouldn't he attend?"
Carla suddenly noticed that all the girls' attention was focused on Zayn.
Hence, she figured that Theo must have organized the event to help Zayn find a female companion.
Look at how desperate these socialites are at becoming part of the Giblo family. Climbing into Zayn's bed would be the first step in achieving their goal.
"That's the legendary Mr. Giblo. What a looker!"
"Exactly. With such a great figure and powerful gaze, I'm simply mesmerized!"
"He is an excellent specimen of the rich and famous. I would be willing to die just to be his girl."
"Stop dreaming. He's mine!"
"Sheesh, who do you think you are…"
As the group of ladies conversed in fluent Ustranasion, all of them were filled with confidence and excitement.
Some of the gorgeous ladies were already swaggering their curvaceous hips and making their way toward him.
Watching on, Freda couldn't help but lament, "What is this? Despite coming from good backgrounds, they are still willing to throw themselves at him. Is it really worth it?"
"It's precisely because they come from prominent families that they are aiming higher, " Carla plainly replied. "To them, only a man like Zayn is worthy of their time."
"Fine." Freda was speechless. All she did was stare daggers at Benard who was standing beside Zayn. "That b_stard. What a hypocrite. How dare he claim to be loyal in matters of love? Those words simply ring hollow now."
"It's not Benard's fault. He's just doing his job staying by Zayn's side." After giving him a glance, Carla picked up a cocktail and found a seat in a corner. "If you continue to glare at him, we will be found out in no time."
Retracting her gaze, Freda took her seat beside Carla and murmured, "Ms. Lierger, do you think they will recognize us?"
"They won't, " Carla replied with conviction. "The mask covers our entire face. How is it possible that they know it's us?"
"You're right." Freda nodded. "In that case, do you want to go and see Mr. Giblo?"
"There's no hurry." Carla narrowed her eyes as she watched a group of beautiful ladies surround him. "Given how alert he is now, we will be spotted easily. Let's wait till he is intoxicated before moving over."
"Wow, the ladies are getting really intimate…" When Freda saw two ladies with their breasts about to brush onto Zayn, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrow. "That's really too-"
Not daring to finish her sentence, she carefully observed the look on Carla's face.
Lowering her gaze to take a sip of wine, Carla was a sea of calm. However, her other hand beneath her dress had balled tightly into a fist.
She wasn't aware that she still had feelings for him. Despite caring for him and being filled with jealousy, she knew she couldn't show her true emotions no matter what.
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