Chapter 85 Hosting a Birthday Party for Diana
However, when Jessica saw Oscar, her heart sank immediately.
"Oh, it’s you?" Jessica looked at him in astonishment.
Oscar smiled and replied, "Jessica, it's me. I'm here on behalf of Gabriel to discuss something with you."
"What is it?"
"Diana's birthday is approaching, and Gabriel plans to throw her a birthday party. He wanted to ask if you have any ideas."
If Jessica hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would have almost doubted the authenticity of the news.
Gabriel hosting a birthday party for Diana?
Was he so eager to prove to others how much he cared for Diana, how precious she was to him?
Did he ever consider her feelings even a little bit?
Jessica clenched her hands tightly, biting her lip desperately, trying to restrain herself.
After a while, she released her hands, looked up at Oscar, and casually asked, "Is that so?"
"Since it's Diana's birthday party, you should ask her for opinions. Why come to me?"
"What opinion could I have? I have no opinion."
Oscar scratched his head, puzzled, and left.
When he relayed this to Gabriel, he could clearly feel the tension dissipate from him.
He was enveloped in a layer of coldness and gloom, looking particularly intimidating.
Gabriel, gripping the pen in his hand, almost gritted his teeth as he spoke, "No opinion? Did she really say that?"
"Yes," Oscar nodded.
"Get out," Gabriel coldly reprimanded.
In an instant, he felt as if all his strength had been drained, a feeling of profound exhaustion washing over him.
She didn't care.
She really didn't care.
Not just about hosting a birthday party for Diana, even if it were for ten, or twenty parties, she wouldn't care, would she?
"Jessica..."
He murmured her name, suddenly going mad with the desire to know who the man she had loved for ten years was.
At that moment, Oscar brought in the documents, the results of the investigation into Vincent from the last time.
Gabriel flipped through the pages one by one, and with each turn, the chill in the air around him seemed to intensify.
The Lucas family?
Vincent?
Turns out it was the enigmatic member of the Lucas family, the young master who never appeared in public.
He had always seemed different from an ordinary Police Officer.
Rubbing his brow, Gabriel felt a sharp pain in his forehead.
Gabriel then thought of the outfit Jessica had bought, and these days, he had been waiting, waiting for her to give him the clothes.
Gabriel had even told himself not to rush, that one day she would give them to him.
However, as the days passed, he realized he was wrong.
The outfit Jessica bought was clearly not meant for him. If it wasn’t for him, then who was it for?
"Send an invitation to the Lucas family for the birthday banquet," Gabriel instructed.
Oscar puzzled, asked, "Gabriel, our interactions with the Lucas family don't seem to be close."
"It doesn't matter, send one over."
"Alright."
The Lucas family.
Vincent had been back for a few days, and his return had brought a lively atmosphere even to the dining table.
Laughter and joy echoed once again in the house.
During lunch, a sumptuous meal was laid out on the table. Ms. Lucas sat kindly at the head, Ennifer and Vincent seated on either side.
Just as they were about to start, the butler handed an invitation to Ennifer, "Miss, an invitation from The Walton Family."
"The Walton Family?" Ennifer took it, looking puzzled for a moment.
Ms. Lucas also paused, then said, "Although the Walton Family has been flourishing in recent years, we have had no dealings with them. Why would they suddenly send us an invitation?"
"Yes, Mom, it is indeed sudden."
Ennifer opened the invitation, saw it was for a birthday banquet, closed it again, and said to the butler, "Tell them we have received it, and if we have time, we will attend."
"Yes, Miss."
"Which Walton Family, Gabriel?" Suddenly, Vincent, who had been quietly eating porridge on the side, spoke up.
"No other family dares to call themselves the Walton Family except for him," Ennifer said.
"Ennifer, let me see."
Vincent opened the invitation, which was simple, mentioning only that the Walton Family was hosting a birthday party, with time and location provided.
There was no mention of who the party was for.
Jessica's face flashed through Vincent's mind as he put the invitation back, saying lightly, "Ennifer, I'll go."
"What?" Ennifer thought she had misheard and asked uncertainly.
Vincent looked up and replied confidently, "I'll attend this birthday party."
"Aren't you usually uninterested in these events? When did you become so interested?"
"It's nothing, I'm just bored and want to take a look."
"Alright, I'll accompany you," Ennifer decisively confirmed.
Soon, the day of Diana's birthday banquet arrived.
Diana wore a peach-pink dress, the fabric light and flowing, fitting her perfectly.
At this moment, with her eyes closed, the makeup artist carefully applied her makeup, drawing her eyebrows and applying lipstick. She felt a sense of joy in her heart.
When the final touches were done, and she put on her necklace, she opened her eyes, looking at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, almost unable to believe it.
Rou chimed in, "Oh my, Diana, you look so beautiful. When Gabriel sees you later, he won't be able to take his eyes off you."
Diana smiled shyly, "Are you exaggerating? Am I that beautiful?"
"Of course, just look at how gorgeous you are. You are like a goddess."
Although Diana didn't say much on the surface, her heart was as happy as a flower, filled with joy.
"Where's Gabriel?" she asked.
"He should be downstairs. Do you want me to call him up for you?" Rou asked.
Diana shook her head, "No need, I'll go down to find him myself."
"Alright, I'll push you there."
"Okay."
Then, Rou pushed Diana all the way to the hall.
The hall was already beautifully decorated, filled with flowers, vibrant and enchanting. The entire venue was permeated with the scent of flowers, each breath filled with a rich fragrance.
Seeing everything before her, Diana was extremely satisfied, smiling happily.
When she caught sight of Gabriel's back, Diana immediately beamed and swiftly glided over.
"Gabriel," she called out softly.
As Gabriel turned around, Diana's face lit up with a gentle and charming smile, captivating and endearing.
"Is everything ready?" Gabriel asked.
However, compared to Diana's excitement and anticipation, she felt that Gabriel seemed unusually calm and composed.
She had put on such beautiful makeup today and wore such a gorgeous dress, but she couldn't see any amazement in his eyes.
"Gabriel, do I look ugly in this outfit?" Diana asked in distress, almost on the verge of tears.
"No, you look beautiful."
"But I can't feel my beauty in your eyes."
"You are beautiful, don't overthink it," Gabriel said indifferently.
This answer left Diana greatly disappointed.
Biting her lip, she looked at Gabriel pitifully, "Is it because I'm in a wheelchair, unable to stand up, unable to dance, that you think I'm not beautiful?"
"It has nothing to do with that," Gabriel's expression grew colder.
"Then what does it have to do with?"
Gabriel walked towards her, sighing, "Diana, do you really want me to spell it out? This birthday party is the first one I've organized for you, and it will be the last."
Diana was struck dumb, looking at Gabriel, almost unable to believe it, "Gabriel, what do you mean?"
