Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 187

"Hey, who's this big enemy of yours that you would throw a cake at him when you meet?" Leon spread out his hands. His white suit was full of cream, and the expression on his face was extremely funny.

Cecil's expression did not change. "An annoying man who looks very much like you."

"Looks like me, you mean..."

"Umm, Leon," Everleigh quickly interrupted him and said, "Do you want to clean up a bit first?"

Fortunately, this was a blind spot of the banquet hall. There were no guests around and no one saw what was going on. Otherwise, it would definitely attract the attention of the crowd.

Looking down at his own messy body, Leon was very angry. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but when he was about to say it, he was forced back by Cecil's indifferent expression. In the end, he went to the lounge to change his clothes in disgrace.

As soon as he left, Cecil said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She didn't even bother saying anything to Theodore before heading in the direction of Leon's departure.

"Nothing will happen, right?" Everleigh looked at Cecil's figure and felt a little worried.

"No, Leon is very tolerant towards women."

A man's cold voice came from her side, pulling back Everleigh's thoughts. She turned her head and looked at Theodore and said awkwardly, "I was worried about Leon..."

As for Leon's fragile little body, if they were to really fight, he would not be able to hold on for even three seconds against Cecil's attack. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Theodore didn't care about Leon's safety at all. He changed the subject and asked, "Did anything happen just now?"

Just now?

Everleigh was stunned for a moment, before realizing that Theodore was probably asking her about the trouble between Mrs. Godfrey and Josephine. She said with a hint of selfmockery, "You should ask your mother and fiancee about this."

Upon hearing the word "fiancee", Theodore frowned slightly. He was about to say something, but he was interrupted by the sound of someone calling him from afar.

Josephine was dressed in a pink dress as she walked over gracefully. "Theodore, Grandma is here. Madam is urging us to go over and wish Grandma for her birthday."

"Got it."

"Theodore, it's not good to let Grandma and the others wait for you for too long. Granduncle and the others took the time to rush over. They have to catch a plane later."

The guests attending the banquet that day were all from the Godfrey family. Amongst them were a few highly respected elders of the family. Theodore hadn't even greeted them when he and Leon came straight over.

Seeing Theodore's obviously impatient expression, Josephine looked at Everleigh, who was behind him, and pretended to be magnanimous. "Why not have Everleigh come with us? I heard that Grandma likes you quite a bit."

"No need," Everleigh refused without thinking.

"I have something else to do."

After saying that, she pretended to leave and was ready to go and find Cecil.

"Everleigh," Theodore's cold and forceful voice came from behind, "Stay here and don't go anywhere. I have something to discuss with you later."

However, Everleigh's eyes fell on her hands.

At that moment, Theodore held her wrist. In front of Josephine, he didn't try to hide anything.

In that moment, her mind was in a state of chaos. Subconsciously, she wanted to break free, but Theodore's strength was too great. He didn't seem to be using much force, but his grip on her wrist was very tight.

Behind him, Josephine's face was as pale as paper. She was holding the handbag so tightly that she almost crushed it, but she pretended that she didn't see anything. She stood still with an ugly smile on her face, waiting for her fiance.

Everleigh answered unexpectedly, "Okay."

At that moment, the emotions on Josephine's hypocritical face seemed to begin to collapse, and there were faint signs of this.

"Let's go," Theodore said as he walked towards the banquet hall, leaving behind only a few simple words.

Everleigh looked at his back and clearly saw that he avoided Josephine's hand. He strode forward like a shooting star and soon left Josephine far behind.

She suddenly thought of what he said that day, "How do you know that it's impossible?"

What was he going to do?

Everleigh looked down at her wrist, as if there was still some remaining warmth from the man's palm. It penetrated through the surface of the skin and went straight to her heart through the nerves. Then, she heard her heart pound wildly and then she realized that it was a mess.

At this moment, in the banquet hall, Theodore left Josephine far behind. Given her high heels, although she wanted to catch up, it was useless.

Watching the man's figure disappear in the crowd, her eyes suddenly turned red and the last hope in her eyes disappeared, leaving only hatred.

After standing where she was for a while, she saw a waitress standing behind a pillar in the distance. When she met Josephine's eyes, she nodded her head. Josephine's eyes narrowed immediately and she walked towards the waitress with her handbag in her hand.

In the bathroom, Josephine took out a transparent bottle of a drug from her handbag, which contained two black, capsulelike pills. She handed them to the waitress in front of her.

"Is everything ready over there?"

"Don't worry. My friend has been keeping an eye. I'm waiting for the drug so that they can deal with it there. Mr. Allen is not a cautious person."

"You must watch them finish drinking this drug."

"You can rest assured."

Looking at the experienced waitress in front of her, Josephine felt a little relieved, but then she thought of another question. "I don't understand one thing. Since Mr. Xavier has already arranged for it and the drug is also his, why didn't he give you the drug directly?"

The waitress laughed and said, "Don't you understand? I'm doing something for you. If you didn't stain your hands, some day you might get back at me..."

People who formed alliances for a common interest could turn against each other at any time for their own interests. Therefore, no matter what they did, whether it was the murderer or the witness, they could be truly trusted only if they were both involved.

After all, once the incident happened, no one would be able to escape.

Looking at the young waitress who looked like she knew the ways of the world, Josephine shivered and her nails pinched her palm to force herself to look calm. "Mr. Xavier is really thoughtful."

"After all, thinking one more step ahead isn't wrong," the waitress said as she put away the bottle. "Miss Bailey, just take this simple step and you'll be able to benefit from it. Isn't that good?"

"Benefit?" Josephine looked reluctant. If it wasn't for the situation, she wouldn't want to have anything to do with Xavier for the rest of her life. It was impossible to make a deal with the devil without any costs.

"I'll go out first. You come out later."

With these, Josephine adjusted her mood and left the bathroom.

Not long after, the waitress left too and the door of a stall opened. A pair of beige high heels walked down the steps and stopped at the position where Josephine had just stood.

The woman's dark grey figure was reflected in the mirror. Her long, waterfall-like hair was tied in a casual bun. Other than a pair of pearl earrings, there were no other accessories. She looked demure and elegant, and was very different from the other wealthy show-offs in the banquet hall.

Thinking of what she just heard, she fell into deep thought.