A Crazy Night

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Chapter 87 The Gift

When the car arrived at the entrance of the banquet hall, Nathaniel alighted from the vehicle and appeared in everyone’s line of sight with Christina holding his arm.

His features were perfect, and his tapered eyes glinted brightly. He was so handsome that he gave others a strong sense of detachment.

Standing beside him, Christina had her long black hair pinned up with a red gemstone barrette. She had a slender figure, and her skin was porcelain white with a hint of pink adorning her face that was devoid of makeup. She was so beautiful that anyone beholding her would laud her as a goddess.

With their outfits complementing each other, one black and the other white, they looked like celebrities who stepped out of a fashion poster, so striking that no one could take their eyes off them.

“Who is she to Mr. Hadley?”

“In the past, it was always Ms. Taggart who stood by Mr. Hadley’s side that I thought they were a couple.”

“This lady is breathtakingly beautiful!”

Madison followed behind the couple, going unnoticed despite her exquisite accouter that day. She felt like she was the leading female who had suddenly been relegated to a supporting role.

After taking a few seconds to compose herself, she quickened her steps and tried her best to keep pace with Nathaniel so that she would not look left out in the eyes of outsiders.

Subsequently, a few people in the industry spotted Nathaniel and enthusiastically pulled him aside to discuss business.

Seizing that opportunity, Madison took out an exquisite box and handed it to Christina. “It’s Mrs. Chassagne’s birthday tonight, Mrs. Hadley. It’d be more appropriate for you to hand this gift out on behalf of Hadley Corporation.”

Calandre Chassagne was the CEO of a multinational company that had many collaborations with Hadley Corporation. As such, Madison would pick a gift for her each year on behalf of the company.

Christina lifted her gaze and eyed the capable woman in front of her. The scene in the study that day flashed across her mind, and a sense of disquiet swamped her.

Nonetheless, she took the box offered. “Sure.”

At that, a cryptic smile tugged at Madison’s lips. “I’ll bring you over to meet Mrs. Chassagne.”

With that, the two of them went further into the banquet hall.

Calandre was a Ferropenian who was almost forty years old yet maintained her looks exceedingly well.

She had short blond hair and wore big pearl earrings with a pure pink suit. The trendy V-neck design rendered her intellectual and mature.

Upon meeting, Madison conversed with Calandre in fluent Ferropenian. The two of them even chuckled every so often. All in all, the atmosphere was very much pleasant.

Throughout it all, Christina stood at the side and listened to their conversation quietly. Her gentle and delicate appearance sparked a sense of protectiveness within others.

Only after talking for some time did Madison deliberately introduce Christina to Calandre in Ferropenian. “This is Mr. Hadley’s wife, Ms. Christina Steele.”

She then went silent, not bothering to interpret it into Chanacan. Instead, she waited to witness. Christina making a fool of herself with a smug look in her eyes.

Calandre was not the kind of person to put on airs, so she greeted, “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Hadley. You’re stunningly beautiful.”

Her speech was somewhat rapid to the point that Madison had to focus intently to understand her.