Chapter 494
Chapter 494:
Or rather, her attention was focused on Fernanda.
Before meeting her, Judie had formed a negative impression based on preconceived notions. But now, she couldn’t help but acknowledge Fernanda’s undeniable charm.
Fernanda exuded an effortless elegance—calm, poised, and genuine. Despite her unpretentious demeanor, she held her own among the jeweled elites, blending in seamlessly while remaining unforgettable.
It was almost magical, the way she fit in anywhere.
Judie forced herself to look away, yet her gaze kept drifting back to Fernanda. It was unsettling, like a pull she couldn’t resist.
Half an hour later, the banquet officially began.
Fernanda was supposed to be seated with the Morgans, but Curran insisted she join him at his table.
She glanced toward Curran’s table and noticed only one seat was left vacant. Yet, Cristian had not taken a seat at the table yet.
Fernanda had no idea where Cristian was, but sitting beside Curran would mean there wouldn’t be space for him.
If Cristian arrived to find no seat, it would create unnecessary tension and give others a reason to gossip.
Thinking quickly, Fernanda approached Curran with a polite smile. “Fernanda, you’ll be part of the family soon,” Curran said warmly, patting the chair next to him. “Come sit here.”
“Okay, I’m coming,” Fernanda replied, moving her chair slightly closer to Curran to leave some space on her right.
She turned to the middle-aged man seated beside her. “Excuse me, would you mind shifting over a bit?”
The man raised a brow. “And why should I?”
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Fernanda blinked innocently. “Well, shouldn’t we make room for another chair? It seems we’re short one, and Cristian hasn’t taken his seat yet.”
A collective gasp rippled through the table.
This young woman was bold—bold enough to mention Cristian’s name so casually in front of Curran.
Was she provoking him?
Fernanda, appearing oblivious to the tension, turned back to Curran with a sweet smile. “Curran, if we don’t add a chair, people might accuse me of taking Cristian’s place. That’s not good.”
Curran frowned, his thoughts racing.
He wasn’t ignorant of the sensationalism that fueled today’s media. Every article was crafted for the sole purpose of clicks and views.
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