Jessica, Linda,and Susan were quiek on the uptake, eatching the cruclal detail from Wendy and Alexandor's brief exchange.

He had Willow's contact info!

The thie shared a knowing look and stood up in unison,

Jessica swiftly grabbed a shiny steak knife, while Susan snatched the bottle of red wine from the table.

"If she won't entertain you, I will. Steak or lamb chops?"

"Mr. Turner, red wine or white?"

Wendy awkwardly raised her hand to her forehead, muttering, "Can you two stop making fools of yourselves?"

Their antics were fully observed by Tina across the table.

Initially, she hadn't taken these ordinary folks seriously, but now she plastered a big smile on her face.

She got up,gracefully walked around the table with a bottle of champagne in hand, and approached them, fawning.

"So, we're all friends here. Wendy, why didn't you say something earlier?We were just gossiping and making fools of ourselves."

Hearing her friendly tone. Alexander turned to the returning Wendy and asked, "Your friend?"

"Don't know her," Wendy replied calmly, her voice just loud enough for everyone at the table to hear.

"I've heard David mention you all the time, but never had the chance to meet. Finally, today I get to see you in person," Tina continued, unfazed by the awkwardness.

"Wendy,you're so beautiful! And Mr. Turner, you're even more handsome than the rumors say."

Wendy, unfazed, continued cutting her salmon. "Did someone tell you I was ugly?"

Tina's smile froze, realizing Wendy wasn't as easy to push around as she had thought. "No, no, it's just rumors."

Wendy couldn't be bothered to engage further,so Tina turned her attention to Alexander.

She felt that Alexander wasn't as unapproachable as the rumors suggested.Up close, he seemed even more charismatic, and she couldn't miss this rare opportunity.

"Mr. Turner, with your demeanor, once you sit here, the entire banquet hall brightens up."

Ignoring the stares from others, she raised the champagne bottle to pour into Alexander's glass, deliberately leaning forward to reveal her ample cleavage in her low-cut dress.

Everyone watched, some with disdain, others waiting for the drama to unfold.

Wendy seemed oblivious, focused on her food.

Just as the champagne was about to pour into the glass, Alexander raised his hand,two long fingers covering the rim.

"Sorry, not drinking tonight."

In social settings, sharing a drink and chatting was a way to exchange contact information and establish connections.

Tina, well-versedin this, giggled and said, "Mr. Turner, did you drive here? You can just call a driver."

Alexander's lips curled into a cold smile as he glanced at her. "I flew my private jet here. Find me a driver for that."

Susan couldn't help but laugh.

Tina, publicly humiliated, felt her face burn with embarrassment.She changed his tone to a coquent one, "Mr. Turner, just have a drink.I can drink more."

At that moment, a few men, having heard of Alexander's presence, hurried over to toast him.

"Mr. Turner, what brings you here?"

"Mr. Turner, I've been wanting to invite you to dinner for months, but you've been too busy."

Alexander didn't bother to stand or pick up his glass, lazily leaning back in his chair and responding with a half-hearted nod.

One of the men glanced at Wendy beside Alexander,then smiled obsequiously. "This must be your girlfriend, right? From a distance, I thought she was a celebrity."

Wendy was about to clarify that she wasn't Alexander's girlfriend, but he spoke first.

A hint of a smile touched his cyes, and ho, usually Indifferont, seenied intorested.

He picked up the glass on his left and clinkod it with the man's. "You have a good eye. You can teIl she's beautiful from afar."

Wendy was about to remind him that it was her drinkmbut hearing his words, she closed her mouth.

She really didn't want to admit she know him.

Susan, chewing on broccoli nearby, looked puzzled. "Since when did Mr.Turner start talking so sweetly?"

Linda, usually slow to catch on to social cues, tried to analyze. "Could it be a subtle mockery? Both a jab at the flattery and a compliment to Wendy's beauty?"

No one had expected Alexander to grace this relatively small event with his presence.

People, whether they knew him or not, flocked over to chat, making their table the center of attention.

Alexander's respect for others depended entirely on his mood.

The popularity of the banquet hall rose with Alexander's presence, the organizer thoughtfully replaced the table's wine with the same high-end selection as the main table.

Alexander had no other requests, only asking for another crème brülée.

When the crème brolée arrived, the waiter was about to place it in front of him, but Alexander subtly indicated otherwise. "Put it over there."

The waiter, understanding, placed the dessert in front of Wendy and cleared her empty plate.

Wendy was taken aback and turned to look at him.

Alexander, fingers hooked around his tie, loosened it a bit. Noticing her gaze,he glanced at her sideways.

Despite having been toasted by many, his eyes remained clear, showing no signs of inebriation, only a more relaxed demeanor.

Meeting her gaze, Alexander paused in loosening his tie, then continued,unbuttoning his collar with one hand.

A faint smile played on his lips as he whispered,just loud enough for her to hear, "I remember you love crème brûlée."

Wendy pursed her lips, looking away without comment.

Alexander raised an eyebrow, seemingly pleased with her reaction, and continued to offer her a bite of the dessert.

Wendy frowned.

What was he doing?

She didn't like such intimacy, but with guests around1.she couldn't get angry and silently took the bite he offered.

Seeing her obediently chew, Alexander was in high spirits.

As the celebration wound down, influencers scrambled to get Wendy's contact information.

After all, she was Alexander's girlfriend, and such a connection was

priceless!

Wendy,overwhelmed by the enthusiasm, had just accepted a few friend requests when Alexander pulled her away by the waist.

"No need to add more. Her phone's from another planet, can't get Earth signals, doesn't even reply to my messages."

Wendy was speechless.

As they reached the entrance, Alexander's driver had the Bentley ready,and coincidentally, Michael had just arrived to pick them up.