Chapter 267 - Playing With Fire (1/2)

A blush crept on Olivia's neck, tinting her cheeks a shade of plum from utter embarrassment. She felt like a teenager caught by an a.d.u.l.t for doing something forbidden.

”Your gown is rubbing off the concealer. Aiyoo. Next time, tell Maxen to put his mark somewhere discreet, like your inside t.h.i.g.h. Your grandpa loved to leave his on my left t.h.i.g.h.”

”Grandmaaaa…” Olivia whispered a huff, and her eyes scanned their surroundings in case somebody heard her grandma's tale. ”How can I unhear that?” She bit her bottom lip to suppress her laughter. Sometimes, she couldn't keep up with how animated her grandma could get.

”You can't,” Grandma chuckled. She was laser-focused on Olivia's c.h.e.s.t as she smeared the concealer with the pad of her thumb.

”He did this on purpose. You know that.”

Grandma Lin broke out in a fit of laughter and heads snapped in their direction. ”Definitely the work of a possessive little prince. Next time tell Eli to make the tube higher so just the right cleavage is showing.”

”Or maybe Maxen could stop being intrusive with my choice of wardrobe.” Olivia extended an arm and reached out for a goblet of water when she noticed the name card on the seat she was on.

Her head turned left and right, going as far as her eyes could reach, but she couldn't find her name card.

In her fixation, she didn't notice the group of Oliver, Ava, Auntie Martha, and Eli arriving at the Lin's table until she felt warm fingertips on her b.a.r.e shoulders. Her eyes snapped upwards and saw Auntie Martha smiling down on her.

”Oh, this seat is yours, Auntie,” Olivia said as she stood up with a goblet in hand. Auntie Martha replied with a thank you before settling on the chair to relieve her achy feet.

Olivia remained standing, chatting with a few guests whom Oliver introduced. A few minutes later, Tristan Yang and Alexa arrived, and Henry Lin trailed behind them.

Soon the lively chatter died down, and all eyes were glued towards the stage when Fiona Chung emerged, dressed in a glossy red silk gown, fitted to her silhouette which flattered her curvy shape.

Making eye contact with random people, and deliberately avoiding the Lin Family's direction, Fiona spoke through the mic and welcomed everyone to tonight's event.

When she got her go signal from the organizer, Fiona announced the arrival of the royal family,

Olivia stood like a lost lamb when she couldn't find her place card on the Lin's designated table.

She had an inkling her name could be on the Sui's table, but it could also be mixed up on another table as well.

How could she feel so entitled that she forgot to check where her seat should be?

As if her silent plea was heard by the heavens, her senses heightened after getting a whiff of Emily's perfume.

Turning her head to the right, she saw her friend tapping the empty seat beside her.

Olivia let out a shaky breath through her pursed lips and offered a prayer of thanks as she sashayed towards Emily.

”You can sit here. My mom can't make it tonight,” Emily started. True enough, when Olivia checked, her name wasn't written on the card.

”Unbelievable,” Olivia almost cursed but decided it was best to slice Maxen in half with her glare.

”Yeah, I think your seat is beside Maxen.”

”For the record, I'm not mad.”