She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)

Chapter 115

Scarlett laughed at herself, then quickly glanced at Dey, who was sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Where will the celebration party take place?”

“Haitian Hotel”

It was the most luxurious hotel in Town.

The Gatsby Group celebrated that they secured the contract for the western section of the city with a

banquet

Although it was just a section in A Town, Gatsby Group recognized it as the foundation for their

development.

Scarlett expected Dev to take her straight to the hotel, but instead he drove them to Blue Bay Shopping

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This time, he presented her with ten exclusive dresses, bags, and jewelry, all from the same high-order

evening dress shop.

Scarlett gazed at the luxurious paper bags, watching as the staff placed them into the trunk one by one,

causing her to clutch

her forehead in frustration.

“Mr. Gatsby, the delivery fee is very expensive”

Dey leaned against the car door and tilted his head to look at her. “You ain’t comin’ back this time.

Otherwise, I’ll be keepin’ you entertained all the time.”

Scarlett was stunned by his tone of refusal.

In the past, Liam was also the same, buying things for her without letting her refuse or return them.

He had a gentle demeanor, like jade, but beneath the surface he was stubborn and overbearing. He

was determined to do what he said, never wavering

Scarlett was afraid that he would indeed make her entertain him nonstop, so she remained silent.

Once she had passed away, she should still reply on Susan to return these items to him.

Dey drove her to the hotel.

Before entering the banquet hall, he asked her to hold his arm.

Scarlett glanced at him and, reluctantly, raised her hand to take hold of him.

Dev glanced at the land on his arm and couldn’t help but smile.

Hand in hand, the president and his female companion walked into the banquet hall, and upon seeing

them, the people quickly rose to their feet.

Amidst the atmosphere of congratulations. Dev’s smile deepened and his eyebrows warmed.

The banquet hall was grand and luxurious, with warm yellow lights and soothing European and

American music creating a high-end atmosphere.

Dressed in high-end attire, the men and women who had come to the banquet held goblets and

conversed in hushed tones. The Gatsby Group, from senior executives to employees, were all civilized

and cultured, so when they saw Scarlett, they greeted her politely rather than mocking her.

Scarlett, on the other hand, felt a bit uneasy; after all, this was someone else’s gathering, and it

seemed rather sudden for her to be attending the celebration banquet.

Dev seemed to have seen through her thoughts and whispered into her ear, “It’s an admirable thing for

you to be working on this project with me during this time. It’s perfectly fine for you to accompany me to

the Gatsby Group’s celebration party.”

Scarlett, upon hearing his words, slightly turned her head and drew back from him.

Dev’s eyes were dazzled by her small action,

Dev didn’t show it, but after escorting her to the main seat, he summoned the waiter and requested a

glass of milk and

swallow nest for her.

“Take this first, it will warm your stomach.”

He picked up the spoon and stirred up a bit of the swallow nest before handing it to Scarlett.

His action was identical to Susan’s a habit they had both developed from a young age.

They always stirred the food to cool it down for her, knowing she was afraid of the heat, before giving is

to her.

No matter what the situation, Liam would always ensure that she ate first.

At that time, they were very impoverished, and Scarlett had a heart condition, necessitating a large

sum of money for her

Liam, fearing she would discontinue the medicine, studied and worked hard, giving her all the money

he earned.

Scarlett always mocked him for being too foolish, but he tenderly touched her head and said, “Scarlett,

you stay with me, and I won’t let you go hungry.

He treated her so kindly that she became spoiled, always being willful and domineering, and would

throw a tantrum at him over even the smallest of matters.

Had she not thrown a tantrum that day, Liam would not have been hit by a car to save her, and they

would not have reached the place they are at now.