After obtaining the marriage certificate, Edward Cullen naturally fulfilled his promise without hesitation.
He generously provided Jane Eyre with the so-called opportunity—a charity dinner invitation.
Leaning against the car, he casually handed her a set of keys. "The keys to the villa."
"You should know where I live, right?"
He looked at her, speaking with a deep meaning.
Clearly, he was aware of everything about her, knew that she had investigated him, deliberately approached him, yet she naively thought he was oblivious.
Jane Eyre lowered her eyelids and suddenly felt as if she had fallen into a trap.
"Mrs. Cullen, dont forget about the wedding night in the villa before eleven oclock tonight. No lateness is allowed."
Edward Cullen threw out a sentence, without waiting for her to react, he got in the car, signaled the driver to drive, and left in a cloud of dust.
Jane Eyre stood in place for a while before putting the keys into her bag, got into her car, and drove to the company.
She drove slowly, and in the middle, Noah Calhoun called anxiously, which she covered up with the excuse of traffic congestion.
When she arrived at the company, it was almost ten oclock.
Noah Calhoun and Claire Randall were frantic.
However, Jane Eyre had changed the password when she left last night, and no one could open it except for her. Moreover, as a public figure, Claire Randall did not dare to make a scene.
Jane Eyre leisurely opened the door, enjoying their haggard appearance with pleasure.
The two had been entwined for a long time last night, and when they were about to leave, they found that the door was locked.
Anxious and panicked, they called Jane Eyre, but she didnt answer.
No one could save them, and they had to suffer in the office all night.
Now, their clothes were wrinkled, their hair was messy, their faces were haggard, and they were in a sorry state.
Looking at the clean and refreshed Jane Eyre, Noah Calhoun couldnt help but scold her, venting his anger.
"Why did you come so late? What time is it? Can traffic really be congested for that long? What were you doing?"
"Exactly, sister, where have you been? It took you so long to come?" Claire Randall reluctantly echoed Noah Calhoun, "My advertisement shooting is late, what should I do? In case the advertisers accuse me of being a big name on purpose and being late, they will replace me!"
Since last night when Jane Eyre didnt answer the phone, Noah Calhoun has been a bit flustered, his eyelids twitching.
"Of course, it was traffic, what else do you think?" Jane Eyre was not ashamed at all, and even asked a question, bypassing them and sitting on the office chair.
But the moment she sat down, her eyebrows twitched, and her eyes also added a bit of coldness.
"What were you two doing in my office so late last night?" Jane Eyre asked casually.
Noah Calhoun was speechless, and he vaguely felt that the woman in front of him seemed to be a bit different from before.
Could it be that she knows about their affair?
"Jane, werent you in the company last night? Why did you suddenly go back to rest?" Noah Calhoun deliberately changed the subject and asked tentatively, "Is something wrong?"
Jane Eyres hand, which was flipping through the documents, stopped there, and she slowly raised her head and looked at them coldly, "I had an appointment with Mr. Cullens assistant to discuss work last night, and I went home to rest directly after the discussion. Why? Is there a problem?"
"Really just like that?" Noah Calhoun was not very reassured, "When did you leave the company? I dont know. I thought you were working overtime in the office, so I made an appointment with Bingqing to discuss Mr. Cullens matter with you. Bingqing must get the resources in Mr. Cullens hands to firmly hold the position of the first movie queen. How is this matter you discussed?"
Noah Calhouns gaze was focused on Jane Eyres calm face, looking at that familiar small face, and suddenly felt that todays Jane Eyre was particularly attractive.
Her usually plain and indifferent face, with more gorgeous colors at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, was inexplicably dazzling.
It made people feel thirsty.
Jane Eyre glanced at them, took out an invitation from her bag, and directly threw it on the office table, and said calmly to the two, "The C position at the Gala Charity Dinner tonight, the time is eight oclock."
Claire Randall never dreamed that she would get this invitation. She completely forgot the awkward atmosphere between the three people at the moment, and she was excited to rush to Noah Calhoun, "Noah, I knew that with my ability, I would definitely get Mr. Cullens favor..."
Noah Calhouns deep eyes looked at Jane Eyre, always feeling that something was wrong today.
Jane Eyre, however, was immersed in her complacency, "Well, sister, Im going to shoot the advertisement. You rest in the office today, let your brother-in-law accompany me."
She finished speaking, turned and walked away on high heels, seeing Noah Calhoun did not follow, she couldnt help but stamp her foot and coquettishly said, "Noah, come on!"
"Okay, okay," Noah Calhoun responded, afraid that Jane Eyre would be suspicious, and added an unnecessary explanation, "Jane, you have worked hard, rest, I will accompany Bingqing to the shooting."
Watching the couple walk out of her sight with laughter, Jane Eyres chill all over her body became even more intense.
She picked up the phone and dialed the intercom directly, "Xiao Li, let people come in and clean up the office."
This room where the dogs and men had been entwined made her feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusted.
The charity dinner is tonight, starting at eight oclock on time.
Because it is backed by the Cullen Group, it is highly valued by the industry, and almost everyone with prestige is flocking, hoping to get close to Edward Cullen, the head of the Cullen family.
Climbing up Edward Cullen means being able to command the entertainment industry.
Claire Randall also knows that this is a hard-won opportunity for her to get close to Edward Cullen.
She also unambiguously stated that she would donate ten million at the dinner, and let the media hype it up, the more noise, the better, the better Edward Cullen knows their sincerity.
Jane Eyre knows their actions and sneers without commitment.
She would rather make the movements of that couple more intense.
In the evening, the three attended the Gala Charity Dinner.
On the red carpet, Claire Randall, wearing a short star skirt evening dress, her hair carefully coiled up, only a wisp of hair on both sides, curled into a beautiful arc. The waist design that slightly tucks in the abdomen shows her curves particularly well. The skirt is adorned with blingbling rhinestones, which are particularly dazzling under the light. With her delicate face, she looks particularly beautiful.
She walked into the dinner with Noah Calhoun, dressed in a black striped suit, and immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Claire Randall, with sharp ears, heard the praise and appreciation from others for her, and the smile on her face became more intense, and her waist twisted more vigorously.
A few steps away, Jane Eyre, dressed in a conservative black evening dress, with a casual bun, slightly lowering her cheek, did not attract much attention.
She stood calmly in the corner, looking at the high display platform, squinting her eyes, and snorted imperceptibly.
Claire Randall swayed and walked up to the high platform, signed her name on the signature board in a vigorous and unrestrained manner, and bowed with a smile before she could raise her head, and the shoulder strap suddenly broke.
Almost in an instant, the beautiful evening dress slipped down to her buttocks, revealing a large area of snowy and delicate skin, and the beautiful chest tightly attached to the pasties was also exposed.
For a moment, the flash lights came on, and almost all the media present were frantically taking photos.
Claire Randall was stunned there and hadnt reacted yet.
Noah Calhoun, who was on the side, was also shocked and stared at her with his mouth wide open.
It wasnt until the light shone into Claire Randalls eyes that she screamed and hurriedly pulled at her clothes to cover herself.
The more anxious she was, the more mistakes she made.
There was only a "tear" sound, and the thin evening dress was pulled out of a long slit from the waist down, revealing the black sexy small underwear.
Under the bright lights, that beautiful body was almost completely exposed to everyones eyes.
Even the hickey marks that Noah Calhoun had made on her body last night were all clearly exposed!