Chapter: 1770
Zoey's remark hinted at something, causing Cathy's expression to shift slightly.
It appeared as if Zoey was praising Cathy while subtly expressing her dissatisfaction with Cecilia.
However, Cathy could discern the underlying message in Zoey's words.
Despite what Zoey had said about Cecilia, Zoey still held a great deal of affection for Cecilia.
Slightly uncomfortable, Cathy adjusted herself in her seat.
Zoey held a high reputation within the social circles and wouldn't utter harsh words directly at Cathy. She opted to express her messages to Cathy subtly.
Just as Zoey thought Cathy would take her leave after catching the hints, Mark arrived home at this moment.
As soon as Mark laid eyes on Cathy, his expression soured.
He didn't expect to see her here, nor was he happy about it.
Mark thought he had made things clear to Cathy. Cathy wasn't stupid.
She knew what she was doing. Still, she went to his house. Clearly, she wanted to make things difficult for Cecilia.
As a man of high status, he couldn't bring himself to drive Cathy away directly.
Thus, he decided to handle this situation with finesse.
Mark removed his coat, revealing the gray shirt and dark wool trousers hidden beneath it. His choice of clothes highlighted his gentle yet elegant nature.
The servant handed him a hot towel, which Mark used to wipe his hands.
“Peter, why don't you ask your wife to come and have dinner with us?"
Mark said with a friendly smile.
Peter always knew when and how to cooperate with Mark.
With a smile, Peter took the towel from Mark and said, "Mr. Evans, thanks for your kind invitation. But I'll pass. It's Christmas Eve.
I'd better go home. After all, my wife and children are waiting for me to come back so that we can celebrate the festival together."