My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball Chapter 155

This Was Obviously On Purpose

Rosalie gave the old master his last treatment before the birthday banquet. The old master was also in
much better spirits than before. He could even get out of bed to move around. He just could not walk
for too long.

Rosalie prescribed some medicine for him again and told the old master to take it on time. The entire
treatment was then over.

Finally, it was the day of the birthday banquet. After finishing her work at the research institute, Rosalie
went home and gave herself a simple makeover. After changing her clothes and tying up her long hair,
she then went to the banquet donning simple and elegant makeup.

When she arrived at the Quirke family‘s manor, the birthday banquet was just about to begin. There
were many luxury cars parked outside the manor. Walking in, the hall was full of guests, all of whom
were prominent figures of Coast City. Rosalie had lived in Coast City for a period of time before this.

She knew many of the faces, but only a handful of people knew her. Nevertheless, when Rosalie
appeared, she still attracted a lot of attention. People looked at the woman who had suddenly
appeared, and their eyes were filled with amazement. They saw Rosalie‘s long hair worn high behind
her head.

It revealed her slender white neck and beautiful face. Her makeup was simple and elegant, but her
facial features were small and delicate. Her pale lips were in a slight smile, and her eyes were like
stars. Her slender and straight legs were faintly visible under her long dress. She looked cool and
breathtaking. For a moment, everyone was making a guess as to which family she was from.

Rosalie turned a blind eye to the gazes around her. No one was introducing her, and it would be rude of
her to just go up and exchange greetings with the others. After hesitating for a moment, she just



thought about looking for a corner to stay in. She had just taken two steps when Andrius stopped her.
“Dr. Jacobs, you look beautiful today.”

This was the truth. Rosalie basically wore no makeup and dressed in blouses and pants whenever she
came to treat the old master. Although her facial features were beautiful, it was the first time she looked
this attractive. Hearing this, Rosalie stopped and politely nodded as she gave her thanks.

“Since you‘re here, stop hiding. My grandpa is waiting for you!” Andrius noticed she was trying to hide
away and stay idle, so he invited her. Since he brought up the old master, Rosalie had to agree. Under
all the different gazes around her, she diverted her route toward the old man and greeted him. The old
man smiled very kindly and had her stay beside him to exchange greetings.

Seeing that Rosalie was so close to the Quirke family, the people began speculating harder.

On the other side, Byron had just left the company and was prepared to head over to the Quirke
household to attend the banquet when he suddenly received a call from his mother.

“Have you gotten off work? Come and pick me up. I‘m doing some modeling at Arachne.”

Byron took a look at the time and agreed.

Arachne was an industry of the Lanes that had a close relationship with the Lawrences. They mainly
made dresses, flags, suits, and more. It was a craft inherited from the previous century, and the
finished products cost a fortune. The products were highly sought after by the upper class in Coast
City. The Lanes who were engaged in the design and clothing industry were leaders in the industry.
Even the younger generation were leaders in the industry. Whenever the Lawrences took part in major
activities, their clothes would be made there. Hence, Byron did not think much of it when Melody said
she was modeling at Arachne.



When he arrived, the person in charge of Arachne personally met him. Melody had just finished
modeling and was sitting at one side. Seeing him come in, she did not get up and just said, “Sit down
and wait.” Byron was confused.

“Aren‘t you already prepared? It‘s not early anymore.” Melody lifted her chin toward the compartment
inside noncommittally.

“We‘re waiting for Wendy.”

Hearing this, Byron frowned. If he was not mistaken, his mother had obviously done this on purpose.


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