His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 115 Do Not Provoke Her

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Do Not Provoke Her

"Chapter 115

Chloe Collins met his gaze, appearing calm and undeterred.

Sophia Spence furrowed her brows and patted her brother’s shoulder: "Brother, what are you daydreaming about?"

Sebastian Spence suddenly snapped out of his trance, then gave Sophia Spence a dry laugh. When he attempted to look back at Chloe Collins, he only saw Alexander Foster.

He stood squarely, perfectly blocking Chloe Collins from view.

His eyes light and indifferent, Alex said: "The banquet is about to start. You both should go over first."

Sebastian Spence nodded, his face no longer as casual and relaxed as before, he couldn’t even force a smile anymore.

Sophia Spence looked at Alex: "Brother Alex, you should come with me too."

He coldly glanced over at her, his gaze intimidating.

Not wanting to annoy him any further, the future head of the Fosters, Sophia Spence obediently turned around and left.

As she went out of the door of the East Wing, she saw her brother still seemed dazed. She frowned: "Brother, what’s wrong with you? You’ve been out of it since you saw that Chloe Collins. It’s just a young girl, is it that serious? Or are you interested in her?"

She said the last sentence with dissatisfaction.

Before returning, she had heard that the girl living in the Fosters’ house was extraordinarily beautiful. Initially, she was skeptical and dismissive, but after seeing Chloe, she acknowledged that her beauty was indeed beyond her own.

But that was limited to just her appearance.

She sighed, "You men are really vain creatures. What use is it for a woman to only be beautiful? I have heard that this girl doesn’t have a good record, neither mom nor dad will allow you to marry such a superficial woman."

Sebastian Spence halted, his expression severe: "I don’t want to hear you belittling her again, and don’t provoke her. If something happens, I won’t protect you."

He walked away with a stern face, appearing burdened with worries.

Sophia Spence had lost all words. Men really have no conscience. He just met the girl for a few minutes and now he’s turning a cold shoulder to his biological sister for her sake.

She returned to the banquet hall.

The great banquet hall consists of an upper and lower level, by now, most of the guests had arrived and were having a quiet conversation over tall glasses of wine.

Tristan Collins appeared with his wife and son, and many people came forward to exchange pleasantries.

The Collins family is a renowned family. In his generation, Tristan Collins is the only male, so he inherited most of the family estate; many were eager to forge ties with him.

However, his son is still small, so many families with daughters had no excuse to approach.

Families with sons, however, gathered around.

A CEO looked at the girl behind Tristan Collins and said with a warm smile: "This must be Miss Raine Nolan. She is just as gentle and elegant as the rumors suggest. I heard her grades are especially excellent, I really envy Mr. Collins having such a good daughter."

Tristan Collins had a pleasant yet shallow smile on his face.

Rosalind Taylor chuckled and said, "Mr. Becker, you’re too kind. If you continue to praise her, she might get carried away."

"Oh, but it’s because she has the talent to fly high. From what I heard, Miss Nolan is quite renowned in the fragrance industry, having won numerous significant awards. I am sure that even young master Miles White would respect her greatly when he meets her."

Tristan Collins chuckled lightly, looking very pleased.

Raine Nolan held her breath, maintaining the most elegant posture, basking in the torrent of compliments.

The glory she worked hard for gleamed, bringing her endless honor and pleasure.

A glint of regret passed through her eyes.

Chloe Collins wasn’t here.

That person who somehow managed to score first in a few subjects should see who the real favored child of heaven is.

She said in a low voice: "Uncle, you flatter me. Actually, the impressive one in our family is not me, but my sister."