The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 131

Sebastian Simons was also very confused. How could they meet again in the evening when they had just met in the morning?

Even he would think something like this was suspicious.

"I didn't say that she came with you. Why are you so nervous? Are you guilty?"

"I'm not nervous. I'm just afraid that you'll misunderstand me."

"If the two of you came in together, then I might really misunderstand you, but what's there to misunderstand about when both of you came in one after another?"

"Good, very good. It's the best if there's no misunderstanding at all."

Abigail Tanner sat in the first row with her purse in her hand. When she walked past Sebastian, she didn't seem to look surprised at all. She smiled gently at him, which made his scalp go numb.

Yasmine Taylor couldn't smile at all. She could only vent her anger on Sebastian by pinching on his thigh so hard that his face nearly twisted while enduring the pain.

After a while, a text message came in. Yasmine lowered her head to look at her phone and found that it was Lily Adams who had sent the message. "Principal Jules has ordered you to come back to your original seat."

She had not forgotten about the purpose of conning to this event. She lowered her voice and said to Sebastian, "I am going back to my seat. If you dare to look at your right side, you will die miserably."

"Why? Just sit here."

Sebastian held onto her arm and refused to let her go.

"I'm not here for fun. I have something important to do. I'll tell you later."

"Then what about the favor that you were talking about just now?"

"We'll talk about it later too."

Yasmine looked into Abigail eyes with a meaningful look, and then returned to her seat to join her team.

The birthday banquet had officially begun. The appearance of the emcee had made the chaotic hall go silent in an instant. Everyone was holding their breath in as they waited for the appearance of the host of this banquet.

Yasmine couldn't help but to think to herself, "What's Abigail's relationship with the host? Why is she sitting in the VIP seat?"

"Hello, everyone, welcome to Mr. George's 60th birthday banquet. It has been ten years since Mr. George's 50th birthday banquet was held. Mr. George is someone who has made immeasurable contributions to the business industry, the political industry, and also in the education industry in the past ten years. Now let's give Mr. George a warm welcome with a round of applause..." Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

With the warm applause and under everyone's expectation, the main character of the banquet had finally appeared. He was an old man dressed in a white casual suit who looked no different from ordinary people. Yasmine stared at the old man in shock and couldn't help but blurt out, "The beggar..."

The hall which was initially silent suddenly went into an uproar. Everyone was looking at Yasmine. Lily, who was standing next to her, was so scared that her face had already turned pale. She

pinched her arms hard and scolded in a deep voice, "Are you crazy? How can you call him a beggar?"

"He was a beggar..."

Yasmine was stunned, as if she was the only one there. She didn't realize how many pairs of eyes were already looking at her, assuming that she was crazy.

Sebastian also looked at her in shock. If he had not been so far away from her, he would have slapped her to wake her up. What the hell was she talking about? All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Mr. George smiled and broke the silence as he spoke. "Hello, everyone. I think everyone here knows me. But out of courtesy, I still need to introduce myself. I am Vincent George. Since I have too many responsibilities on me, I won't waste any time introducing them one by one. I am very grateful that all of you spare your time to be here to celebrate my 60th birthday. In view that time is money, I would only celebrate my birthday once in every 10 years. There are many familiar faces that I had seen 10 years before. But 10 years later, I may not recognize all of you, not becausel'll be old and senile, but it's probably because that I have already been invited by the King of Hell to have a drink with him."

"Ha, ha, ha..."

There was a burst of casual laughter throughout the hall. Everyone was amused by his humorous words however Yasmine's heart was overwhelmed with a mixture of feelings. She really had not mistaken him for anyone else. The so-called important person in front of her, who was also Sebastian's mentor, was definitely the old beggar who had wanted to end his life with her on the beach that night.

Since she couldn't figure out nor understand the situation, she could only suppress her curiosity for the time being. When the right timing comes, she would ask him for an answer.

Vincent began to give a impassioned speech. Yasmine had to admit that it was indeed very inspiring. Every word that he had said was like a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, cleansing the hearts of the people.

After the end of the speech, the audience burst into warm applause again, and it was only then that Mr. George announced, "15 minutes before the banquet starts, anyone can ask any questions they like. As long as it is not related to my privacy, I will definitely answer them one by one."

As soon as he finished his words, people began getting up from their seats to ask him questions, one after the other. They had asked all kinds of questions, asking for his views on the business industry, the education industry, life values and so on. Old Mr. George's answers were very precise, which made the people who asked the question extremely satisfied. Yasmine also wanted to take this opportunity to stand up and ask him if he had ever been a beggar. But when she thought that everyone who was present here would then know that he had thought of taking his own life, she immediately held down her curiosity. She did not mind the others to know about her past, but she did mind it if Abigail knew about it.

Perhaps, this was the typical mentality of a woman who wanted to maintain her self-esteem in front of her love rival.

When the question and answer session was over, the host announced that everyone could now adjourn to the restaurant for the banquet dinner. Yasmine stood up and wanted to go to the restaurant along with the crowd, but she was stopped by Scott Jules.

"Follow me."

She wasn't shocked at Scott's behavior because she knew that it was probably due to what she had done-- she called Vincent a beggar. As expected, while standing outside of the villa, Scott asked angrily, "What was wrong with you just now?"

It was not common for Scott to scold her. It seemed that he was really angry now that he had said those words.

"I'm sorry but I know that person."

"How did you know him?"

"Wasn't he a beggar?"

"Yasmine Taylor!" Scott was about to explode with anger. "I had the highest expectation on you among the four, but now, it turned out that you were one who had disappointed me the most!"

"I'm telling the truth. He once talked to me as a beggar."

Yasmine rubbed her forehead. She didn't know how she should explain it so that Scott would believe that she was indeed telling the truth.

"Principal Jules, are you not going over to the restaurant yet?"

Lily ran out to ask.

Scott glared at Yasmine angrily. "I'll settle this with you when we get back!"

Yasmine touched her forehead and sighed. She was really speechless.

"What happened?"

Lily asked curiously as they walked side by side towards the direction of the restaurant.

"I'll tell you when I have figured out everything."

When she arrived at the restaurant, she looked around the hall but she didn't see Mr. George's figure at all. She then walked to Sebastian, who was talking to a high-ranking official, and asked quietly, "Where is your mentor?"

Sebastian's face darkened. "What did you call my mentor just now?"

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She really didn't know how to explain it. "I'll settle this with you when we get home."

"Hmm. Upon hearing Sebastian's words, Yasmine didn't know whether to laugh or cry about it. Why do they all want to get even with her? Who did she mess with?"

"Whatever."

She turned around angrily and went somewhere else. She swore in her heart that when she finally figures everything out, she would see who would dare to get even with her!

"Where's Principal Jules?"

She walked over to Lily's side and asked while looking at her.

"He went to socialize with Mr. George's assistant. Because Mr. George doesn't meet guests easily, so he needs to put in some effort. Or it would be impossible for us to show our skills and talents."

After a while, Scott finally came back. Seeing the disappointed look on his face, Yasmine knew that he had already failed on his mission.

"How's it going? Is he willing to see us?"

Scott shook his head and said, "He said that he was not in good health recently so he refused to meet any guests in private."

"I will go ask my husband for help then. I heard that he was his mentor, so he might be willing to give us a chance."

Yasmine approached Sebastian again, pulled him to the side and said gently, "Honey, didn't I tell you just now that I wanted to ask you for a favor?" "Yes, go ahead."

"Can you please arrange a meeting for our Principal with your mentor?"

Sebastian looked around and asked, "Scott Jules?" "Yes."

"I'm afraid I can't help you with that."

"Why?" Yasmine was anxious.

"He hasn't been in good health recently, so he doesn't want to be bothered by anyone."

"But if we really want to meet him, can you please help us?"

"It really won't work. Do you know how many people here wanted to talk to him privately? If I make an exception for you, it will be hard for him to refuse the others."

"Why don't we just meet him in secret then?"

"Do you really think that those people are idiots? I know that your purpose is to invite him to give a speech at your school, but do you know how many people here have the same thought as you? Your peers are also your enemies. You have long been targeted on by your rivals. Once you guys are absent in this hall, they will immediately know that you are meeting with Mr. George."

"So what if they know? After all, they don't have a husband like you."

"Huh, have you really treated me as your husband?"

"Hey, don't care what I take you for, can't you just help me this time? Honey..." As soon as Yasmine acted coquettishly, Sebastian's heart immediately softened. He then took out his mobile phone and said, "Well, I'll try, but I can't guarantee that he will see you."

"Okay, no problem."

Sebastian dialed the number. Yasmine held her breath and quietly listened to Sebastian's conversation. "Hello, is this Mr. George... Yes, I'm Sebastian Simons... That gift is nothing compared to Mr. George's guidance... Well... By the way, I have a few friends who want to meet you. I don't know if it would be convenient for you... Oh, you're not feeling well, okay, I won't let them bother you then..."

Upon hearing this, Yasmine's heart immediately sank to the bottom. It seemed that she could not count on her husband.