Chapter 236 Blake Gets Handsy
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Linden said, “That’s right. Clement’s birthday is coming up in a few days, and he’s throwing a big party. Many celebrities and some well–known public figures will be there. I’ll be going too.
Helen’s eyes lit up. That meant she’d not only get to see Clement but also rub shoulders with celebrities- and maybe, just maybe, catch a glimpse of Mr. Sherwood himself.
He’d definitely show up to something this big, right?
The thought thrilled her. She turned to Linden and said, “I’ve never been to a party with real celebrities before. Can I come with you? Please?”
Linden smiled indulgently and patted her head. “Silly girl, of course I’m bringing you. Who else would I take?”
In the past, he had taken many different women to parties, usually choosing someone new each time.
The people around him were aware of this and never caused any trouble.
Currently, the most important thing to him was keeping Helen happy. Bringing her to a birthday party? No big deal.
Sure enough, over the next few days, Helen stopped making a fuss. She actually seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
She had a custom designer gown made, bought some high–end jewelry, and told herself that only with all that could she fit into a party of this level.
More importantly, it would be her first time meeting Mr. Sherwood in person–she had to make a good impression.
Her imagination painted a perfect picture, but reality rarely played along.
The party was held at a luxury hotel. As soon as Helen and Linden arrived, a man walked up to them, eyeing Helen with a smirk. “Man, I’m jealous. You’ve got all the luck.”
Linden immediately grew tense. Worried Helen might take it the wrong way, he leaned in and whispered, “I’m going to chat with a few friends. Why don’t you head inside and grab something to eat?”
Helen was just looking for a reason to slip away. She smiled sweetly. “Sure.”
Her plan was simple: find Clement, take a photo with him, post it on social media, and then ask if Mr. Sherwood had arrived.
As the host, Clement would know exactly who was there and who wasn’t.
But after scanning the room, she couldn’t find Clement anywhere. Instead, she ran into Blake.
Her expression soured instantly. “It’s you!”
Blake barely glanced at her. “What about me?” His voice was cool, his face unreadable.
The sight of him ignited her anger. If it hadn’t been for this guy, she would have already met Mr. Sherwood. “I’m warning you,” she snapped. “Stop following me around. If you don’t, I’ll report you for harassment!”
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Chapter 236 Blake Gets Handsy
Blake blinked in surprise. Then, slowly, a cold smirk spread across his lips. “Me? Following you?”
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Helen rolled her eyes and chided, “What else could it be? You’re clearly afraid I’ll meet Mr. Sherwood and tell him all about you and Caroline. Well, guess what? I’m definitely telling him!”
She blamed this stupid doctor for everything. If not for him, she wouldn’t have found out about her pregnancy so soon. She could’ve just let things play out naturally, and maybe, just maybe, the baby could’ve been Mr. Sherwood’s.
Now, she couldn’t even sleep at night, constantly stressed and annoyed.
It was all his fault.
So yes, she’d tell Mr. Sherwood–with embellishments.
She’d make sure Caroline and this Dr. Sherwood got punished, kicked out of Kingville, and never allowed back.
Helen had just finished ranting when she spotted Linden walking into the ballroom.
She rushed over, pointing a dramatic finger toward Blake. “Linden! That man’s been following me! He just tried to get handsy, tried to hit on me!”
So what if he was a relative of Sherwood’s? Linden was the heir to the Graysons–putting someone like him in his place would be easy.
And it’s not like Mr. Sherwood would take the doctor’s side after hearing what Caroline was about to reveal. Once he heard how Caroline was secretly dating this person behind his back, he’d probably want to destroy him, not protect him.
Linden followed the direction of her finger. Two men stood talking in the distance.
He studied them from afar. He couldn’t see their faces clearly, but one of the men had a tall, sharp presence about him, with a quiet strength in his bearing. That kind of man wouldn’t stoop to hitting on someone at a public event.
Linden assumed Helen must be talking about the other one.
Fueled by anger, he marched over and barked, “Hey, you look like a decent man. What gives you the right to harass my fiancée?”
He might not love Helen, but that didn’t mean he’d let someone humiliate her–especially not in public. That would be a direct insult to him.
And worse–it was a challenge.
The accused man blinked “usion, clearly having no idea what Linden was talking about.
Blake, standing quietly to the side, looked at him too–and suddenly, he understood exactly what was happening.
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