In the Lap of Luxury
Chapter 584 Skyscraper of Fortune

Grace looked at Shawn. He was wearing a white high-neck sweater, a long coat, a cap, and a mask. The outfit added a touch of gentleness to him.

"Mr. Griffin, are you afraid of the cold?"

Shawn looked straight ahead. "Very much."

Grace nodded in understanding.

There was a stretch of road leading to the venue's entrance. Grace didn't know what to say. Shawn saw through her and asked, "Do you feel awkward to see me?"

"No. I just thought you wouldn't come to such a noisy occasion. It's a bit unexpected."

"I used to like lively events."

"I couldn't tell. People who open teahouses usually like quiet, right?"

"You drink tea too. Do you like quiet?"

Grace buried her face in her scarf and smiled awkwardly. "No, I don't like quiet. I also like lively events."

Shawn smiled beneath the mask. "Do you think I'm old?"

"Of course not."

Even though she hadn't seen his face, his eyes were bright, and he seemed energetic. He didn't seem old at all.

"Then, why do you always call me Mr. Griffin?"

Grace finally realized what he meant. "I don't know why, but you give me the feeling that you're older than me, like my older brother."

She felt a bit in awe of him.

They had now entered the venue, so she guided Shawn to his seat. "This seat is right in front of the heater. You shouldn't feel cold tonight."

Shawn pressed his lips together. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

Grace glanced around at the chaotic crowd and leaned close to his ear before whispering, "After the gala, I'll take you to meet my second brother." Since she was close, her breath fanned over Shawn's ear. It was soft and fragrant.

He stiffened. He had intended to decline, but looking at Grace, he swallowed. "Then, I'll wait for you."

She was too dazzling. Her thoughtful actions caught Benjamin's attention. He frowned even more, staring at this scene. "Who is that?" Larry looked for a while. "He's wearing a hat and a mask. I don't recognize him. Judging from the figure, he's probably some celebrity." Given how Caleb had been trending recently, it wasn't surprising that people from the entertainment industry were attending the gala. Benjamin accepted this answer with a faint hum and left to attend to other matters.

Not long after, the gala officially began, and countless cameras pointed at the stage.

"Gracie!"

Grace stopped and turned around to see Lydia running toward her with a mask on, followed by Zoe and Emily.

Lydia pulled Grace aside anxiously. "You haven't been answering me. How's Caleb? Will he be here tonight?"

Everything had been kept so confidential that even the staff didn't know. There were speculations that Caleb might not show up that night.

Grace chuckled, fixing Lydia's hair for her. "Why are you in such a hurry? Your hair is a mess."

Lydia angrily batted Grace's hand away. "Stop avoiding the topic. Answer me."

Grace smiled and didn't answer.

Zoe couldn't stand it and helplessly said, "Can't you tell? She's so calm. She must have a plan. Gracie, you know that she's anxious, and yet you're still teasing her."

Grace pouted and said comfortingly, "You'll see him tonight, Lydia. Even though no one has exposed your identity, you're also in the spotlight. Be careful."

Emily hugged Lydia's arm and looked at Grace. "I'll keep an eye on her for you."

Feeling reassured, Grace nodded, leaving to attend to her own affairs.

As of now, the screen showed a transaction volume of 100 billion, with live commerce accounting for 64.78%.

Grace stood below the stage with tens of thousands of spectators behind her. She looked up at these figures on the big screen. Her heart surged with excitement as she looked at the skyscraper of fortune she had built.