Chapter 880

Chapter 880 Birthday Party “That’s it? I’ll find you one,” said Rorion, reflexively comforting his angry daughter.

“You? Who are you going to look for? Hathaway?” Susan looked skeptically at her father. He was a mere businessman, and he barely knew any musicians.

To that, Rorion nodded in affirmation. “That’s right, we’ll go to her. She knows so many notable maestros anyway. Since she can be of help, it’ll be a waste not to use her.”

“No way!” Susan rejected the idea at once. “I don’t want her to know that I’m still alive!”

“Relax, I won’t do anything you don’t want to. We’ll find a way to have you appear before her without blowing your cover,” Rorion cajoled his daughter, leading her to sway.

After all, why look far and wide when there was a shortcut right in front of her?

“What do you have in mind, Daddy?”

“My birthday is in two days, isn’t it? I’ll send your mom an invitation. Then, I’ll hire some musicians to perform at the party, and you can join them. We’ll let everyone see your outstanding performance. With how much your mother cherishes talent, she’ll definitely notice you.”

It was only then Susan remembered her father was indeed having his birthday party in two days, and her mood instantly lifted. After all, the plan did seem doable.

“What would I do without you, Daddy?”

Rorion held his birthday party in one of Vienna’s five-star hotels two days later.

Many guests had already arrived at the resplendent hall at this point, and everyone enjoyed themselves amidst the clinking of champagne flutes.

Meanwhile, Rorion had his gaze on the entrance as he entertained his guests, for Hathaway had yet to show up even though the party was about to begin.

Is this woman not going to show up? He furrowed his brows, displeased. If she’s not coming, I’d have planned all of this for nothing!

Just as he was wondering if he should contact Hathaway, someone came through the door—it was none other than the woman herself.

However, he frowned upon seeing the gaunt woman approaching his direction, for she was a totally different person from the ever noble and elegant woman in his memories.

Meanwhile, everyone who saw Hathaway was stumped by her presence.

“What is Hathaway doing here?”

“Strange, isn’t she at odds with Rorion? To think she’d attend his birthday party.”

“Say, don’t you guys think Hathaway’s condition lately is less-than-stellar?”

“She might still be dwelling on the loss of her daughter.”

Though all of them were whispering, many gossiped as well. Hathaway inadvertently caught a word or two, and when she heard someone mentioning Kathleen, her gaze dimmed while haunting sadness surged beneath her eyes.

But very quickly, she pulled herself together and walked up to Rorion.

“Happy birthday,” she said as she handed him a present.

She had come because she felt guilt-ridden, or at least she believed so. After all, she hadn’t done what a mother should have before Kathleen’s passing. On the contrary, Rorion did everything in his power for their girl, and it touched her. As such, she no longer felt much hatred for the man.

Rorion, on the other hand, didn’t embarrass her and accepted her gift.

Instead, it was the guests who were rendered flabbergasted as they all knew the former couple was like fire and water. They would surely start fighting after barely a few words, but now, it was rare to see the two behave this calmly.

Rorion and Hathaway naturally sensed the surrounding gazes, but they didn’t care, only going their separate ways after a nod.

The party officially began in a short while, and the emcee had Rorion come up to the stage to give a speech after livening up the atmosphere. “Thank you all for taking time off your busy schedule to come to my party. I’ve invited a few musicians to open the party with a performance, and I hope all of you will have a wonderful night.”