Chapter 191 Your Weakness
Cecily's eyes flickered.
After they handle everything here, she planned to go to Dorde and lead a stable life with their two children.
But Blaise's comment about a lifetime...
Cecily lowered her eyes slightly.
As Aurelie had said, she was still young and couldn't stay single forever.
But she hadn't really thought about who she would spend this lifetime with, so she didn't dare to easily make promises. If she promised too easily, it would be irresponsible toward this matter.
Cecily sighed lightly and looked at Blaise. "Blaise, once we handle everything, I will go to Dorde. As for other matters, I haven't considered them yet, so I can't promise easily."
Blaise listened attentively to Cecily and smiled. "I know you'll refuse. Take your time to think. I can wait."
...
In the end, Blaise forcefully booked the largest banquet hall at Starlight Haven Hotel for Cecily, but Cecily didn't let him pay for it. She booked it in her own name.
Cecily thought about it and wondered how lively the banquet hall would be on November 1st.
Ophelia would soon find out that the banquet hall was booked.
And knowing Ophelia's personality, she would definitely try to snatch it away...
When Ophelia ordered someone to book the banquet hall, she was told that the biggest and most luxurious one had already been taken.
Upon receiving the call, Ophelia's face changed drastically. "When did it get booked?"
"Just half an hour ago."
"Half an hour ago? Let me talk to the manager."
Soon, the hotel manager spoke, "Miss Ophelia, I'm truly sorry. The banquet hall you had your eye on has indeed been booked. How about choosing another one next to it? The one..."
Not waiting for the manager to finish, Ophelia interrupted him, "No, my engagement banquet must be held in the largest and most luxurious banquet hall. Give me the contact information of your client. I'll pay double the price for the person to let me have the banquet hall."
"Well..."
How could someone who can afford the highest standard banquet hall be short on money?
They just wanted to show off, after all.
"Miss Ophelia, I'm afraid that may not be possible."
"I don't care, I have set my eyes on that banquet hall, and I want that banquet hall."
This engagement banquet must be perfect for Ophelia, with no flaws whatsoever.
So the banquet hall must be hers.
The manager was in a difficult position, so he could only gently suggest that she book another hotel's banquet hall.
Ophelia was very angry.
She had always had everything she wanted since she was little, and she was never one to compromise. This time was no exception – she had to get what she wanted.
After hanging up the phone, Ophelia was very angry.
Tabitha sat beside her, eating an orange, and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you throwing a tantrum again?"
"It's that hotel again. My engagement banquet is supposed to be held there, it's already doing the hotel a favor, and they actually want me to go somewhere else. I'm so mad."
"How could this happen?" Tabitha frowned.
"The banquet hall I set my eyes on has been booked by someone else. Mom, I don't care. I just want that banquet hall."
Tabitha gently patted her shoulder and smiled indulgently, "Okay, I will have your father send someone to find out who booked it. Nothing is more important than your engagement banquet right now. We'll just offer some money and ask that person to give it up."
Ophelia immediately became happy, "Mom, you're the best."
At the Fitzgerald's Group.
Darian had just finished a morning meeting and was now sitting in the main seat, lifting his slender hand to massage his forehead.
Cecily's words from last night kept echoing in his ears. That serious and determined expression, just like back then when she cried and told him, "I'm not wrong!"
She said she didn't do it, and she didn't admit it!
She said she wanted him to regret it. She wanted to leave him forever.
A dull pain suddenly emanated from his chest, with a surge of crazy emotions wanting to burst out.
That woman spoke so firmly, so decisively.
Last night, in his anger, he actually agreed.
If what she said was true, what should he do?
"Mr. Fitzgerald, there's something I need to report to you." Larkin cautiously walked up to Darian, carefully opening his mouth.
"Go ahead."
"We just received news that your grandpa has announced to the public your engagement date with Miss Ophelia... It's set for November 1st..."
Darian lifted his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was completely replaced by coldness.
Larkin felt a gust of invisible cold wind, which made him shiver. He quickly lowered his head.
Owen is also like this. He knew Darian would disagree, yet he made the decision before telling Darian.
Yesterday, he announced the cancellation of the engagement, and today, he announced the engagement again. If they cancel it again, it will become a laughingstock.
"Take down the announcement." Darian didn't hesitate at all.
He knew that this would make people laugh at him and arouse suspicion from outsiders, but he didn't care.
"...Yes."
The extremely tense atmosphere quickened Larkin's steps as he walked out.
Just as he opened the door, he encountered Owen coming toward him.
Larkin's heart sank. Oh no!
"Sir."
"Do not retract the engagement announcement."
Larkin was in a dilemma and looked to Darian for help.
Darian's face turned gloomy, and his eyes fell on Owen. "Do you find this amusing?"
"What's wrong with what I did? I didn’t agree with your decision to call off the engagement in the first place."
Owen leaned on his cane and walked toward Darian step by step. He sighed deeply and said, "Darian, I haven't interfered with any of your other decisions these years except for marriage. Just listen to me this one time."
Darian looked at Owen with a deeper gaze. He sneered, "Eight years ago, you said the same thing."
"Back then, you were so fond of Cecily and forced me to marry her. Fine, I married her. And now you detest her so much. Since you detest her so much, what was the reason you forced me to marry her in the first place?"
Owen furrowed his brow and didn't answer Darian's question immediately.
Of course, he wouldn't tell him that Cecily had donated a kidney to him, saved his life, and took care of him for two months until he woke up.
Darian had already fallen in love with Cecily. If he were to tell him about this matter, would he still have room for anyone else in his heart?
Would he still be willing to marry Ophelia?
That was impossible.
Therefore, Owen would never tell him about this matter.
Owen sighed, "That matter is in the past. I misjudged the situation back then. You and Cecily have reached the end of your fate. You can never be together again. You grew up with Ophelia, childhood sweethearts. She is your destiny..."
"You believe in destiny? To someone who has killed a child, oh, I forgot, you have a part in that too. She must be your destiny."
"You!" Owen exclaimed, clutching his chest and gasping for breath, almost falling over.
Seeing this, Darian reached out to help him.
Owen coughed forcefully a few times, restraining his dizziness. "Can't you just listen to my advice once?"
"Go rest."
"Fine, since you won't listen to me, don't blame me for taking action against that woman, Cecily."
"You promised last time that you wouldn't touch her."
"This matter is separate from the previous one. Of course, I'll still keep my word from last time if you can protect her at all times."
No matter how well Darian was on guard, there would always be moments of negligence.
Darian's expression turned completely cold, "So you're just going to use this to threaten me?"
"Yes," Owen said sternly, "but have you ever considered why I can use this to threaten you? It's because she has become your weakness!"
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