Chapter 495

Chapter 495

Lucas skeptically glanced at Corinne. When he noticed that she was only wearing her off- shoulder

dress, he frowned a little and asked, “Where’s the jacket that you were wearing?”

Corinne looked at her jacket-less shoulders and realized that the jacket was gone. ‘Crap!’

The jacket had accidentally fallen off when she jumped out from the bathroom windowsill and climbed

into the next room. Her pregnancy had affected her nimbleness, and that sort of mistake was

something that should never have happened in the first place.

At that point, she could only cook up an excuse and say, “I’m sorry, sir. I spilled a drink on your jacket

and stained it, so I took it off downstairs. I promise I’ll compensate you at the original cost. You can tell

the company’s finance department to deduct the amount from my salary every month.”

Lucas felt a little ashamed that he almost made the wrong accusation at her earlier, so he just waved

his hands and said calmly, “Forget about it. You make it sound so serious when it’s just a jacket.”

“Thank you, Mister Lucas,” Corinne heaved a sigh of relief.

Anya gritted her teeth secretly beside them. She was the one who bought the jacket and gave it to

Lucas, and it was a super expensive limited-edition piece no less.

‘Is Corinne the reason he doesn’t care about the jacket anymore?’

She had thoroughly underestimated Corinne and did not expect that the latter could have such an

effect on her brother, who generally did not care much for women.

“What’s going on? Why is there a crowd over here? Did something happen?” A temperamental female

voice asked. Amidst the solemn and gentle tones within that voice was a touch of maturity and

sternness.

Someone then called out respectfully, “Missus Benet!”

“Hello, Missus Benet!”

“Missus Benet…”

“You’re here, Missus Benet!”

A woman in her thirties passed through the crowd. She wore a dark blue fishtail evening dress that

oozed charm, elegance, luxury, and fashion.

Anya trotted happily toward her and called out sweetly, “Auntie!”

Rosie made a point to flatter her future aunt. “Missus Benet, the dress you’re wearing today is so

beautiful! It makes you look so pure, so graceful, and so magnificent!”

The woman glanced briefly at Rosie, ignored the sweetly-smiling Anya, and raised her mature yet

charming eyes to look at her nephew Lucas. “What’s the matter, Lucas? Why are there so many people

gathered here?”

Lucas said, “Nothing. A brief and insignificant incident just happened, but everything’s all right now.”

Missus Benet had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and abhorred it when people brought chaos

to order. That included the order at her birthday party.

“Who did you come with today, Lucas? Where’s your companion?”

Missus Benet had just posed her nephew that question when she noticed a woman beside him. Her

gaze landed on Corinne and she asked, “Who’s this person? I don’t remember seeing her before.”

Lucas introduced curtly, “She is my companion, Auntie.”

Corinne looked politely at the young and elegantly-dressed 30-something woman and nodded slightly.

“Hello, Ma’am. I’m accompanying Mister Lucas here today, and I’m also the new secretary of his

company. My name is Corinne Carew.”

Missus Benet’s sharp eyes scanned Corinne from top to bottom. “Are you wearing ‘Spirit in the Mist’

from Comi’s newest range of dresses this season?”