,"Titus, who is this...?" Ariana Evans unconsciously turned her head to look at Titus Zane. None of the family recognized this guest; the only possibility was Titus, especially since she had lived abroad for so many years.
Titus Zane stood up and walked towards Jon, with a resigned look on her face.
Can’t you be more normal, dressing up so flamboyantly, as if you’re going to a party!
Approaching Jon, the latter proudly arched his eyebrows, almost smirking to the heavens, and whispered in a pressed voice, "How’s that? I didn’t embarrass you, did I?"
He dressed like this at last year’s Royal Palace gala, and with his rare appearances, he enchanted many from the Royal Nobility.
Titus Zane pursed her lips in disgust, "Like a clown!"
Everyone else is dressed normally, even Nathan Moore, who loves his business suits so much, is in a casual jacket. Now look at him!
After saying that, she turned around and headed into the living room.
"Sis, who’s this handso guy? Your boyfriend? Why haven’t you introduced us?"
Jon followed Titus Zane to where a few people were gathered, and before he had a chance to sit, Olivia Zane chid in with a laugh.
"Right, Titus, who is this..." Ariana Evans also stood up politely. Before Titus could speak, Jon took off his hat to Ariana again and bowed slightly, "Hello, my na is Jon, Carrie’s boyfriend, E country Royal Palace Crown Prince, Queen YL’s most beloved grandchild."
The gentleman’s courteous deanor made Nathan Moore’s hands, hanging by his sides, clench involuntarily. If it wasn’t for being at the Zane Family’s ho, he really wanted to throw a punch at Jon right there!
The Royal Family of E country? Posing with this title, not knowing who the girl actually belongs to!
The usually silent Julian Zane finally spoke up, stood up, his expression serious, "Titus, you bring your boyfriend ho and you don’t even give the family a heads-up, your mom would have instructed the kitchen to prepare more food!"
"You’re joking, we’re all family here, no need to be so formal." Jon turned to Julian Zane, placing the hat over his chest, he bowed slightly to Julian Zane, a gesture of gentlemanly politeness that appeared quite cultivated.
Titus Zane...
Wordlessly she rolled her eyes, if it weren’t for the fact that she hadn’t achieved her goal yet, she would really want to grab Jon and walk away, not wanting to see him continue to make a fool of himself here.
"Indeed, we’re all family, don’t just stand there talking, have a seat, sit down!"
Ariana Evans said with a smile, noticing that Nathan Moore was also standing, "Nathan, sit down, we’re all family here, no need to be so polite."
Although Jon announced his most impressive title right as he entered the door, Ariana did not show the sa respect as Julian Zane. In her heart, Nathan Moore seed to hold a sowhat higher status.
"Hello, it’s a pleasure to et you." Jon bowed slightly to Nathan Moore, with his azure eyes and pale skin, he looked charming when he smiled.
"Please, take a seat!"
Before Nathan could respond, Titus Zane pressed Jon into the sofa, looking at him with clenched teeth but forcing a smile.
He’s definitely doing this on purpose!
Nathan Moore glanced at him coldly, but although he wore casual clothes, he still habitually adjusted his cufflinks before sitting down.
"Nathan, the Crown Prince of E country and your sister make such a great match!" Olivia Zane’s voice rang out before she even sat down, Nathan Moore turned his gaze, his usually indifferent expression t Olivia’s smiling eyes, hesitated for a mont, took a seat on the sofa, his thin lips slightly curved, and his dark eyes looked at Jon with a aningful expression.
"Whether they match or not, you can’t tell just by appearances."
"Nathan, what are you saying? Sis will be upset!" Olivia’s reproach sounded beside them.
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