Beau’s housekeeper listened and actually felt that it made sense.
It’s still the young lady who lives through it.
“So, Beau butler when you’re not busy, you can think about how to arrange for the funeral at that time, I don’t know if the banquet hall can be set up with so many tables, if you don’t entertain well, I’m afraid that there will be unsuspecting people who will make trouble on the spot.”
Paige said with a serious face, “I don’t want Enrico’s funeral to be at all unpleasant.”
Hearing this, Steward Beau really follows Paige’s thoughts, “The arrangement should be able to be set up, and we can set up different halls for different identities, and send specialists to take care of it.”
Paige nodded, and casually asked, “I’ve never seen this kind of occasion for a large consortium, how many people are usually at a table?”
“Eight people, I think, not crowded.” Beau’s butler replied diligently.
“…”
What’s with the discussion of how many people are served at a table at a funeral?
Enrico tugged at his tie in exasperation; he suspected that if he was treated like this by her again, he wouldn’t have to wait twenty days, he could be dead by now.
Paige suddenly turned her eyes, as if she had just seen him, froze, then smiled and walked forward, “Didn’t you say to lie down for a while, why are you up?”
She walked in front of him, raised her hand to take the tie from his hand and re-fasten it for him.
Warm and dignified was nothing more than that.
“…”
Enrico looked down at the smirk on her face, and said without much humor, “It’s fine, there’s plenty of time to sleep when you’re dead later.”
Beau’s housekeeper stood on the side, looking at this loving scene couldn’t help but secretly sigh with emotion.
It is true that young master and young lady are not sitting in this position for nothing, both of them live a more transparent life than the other, which is like them, simply vulgar to the extreme.
Paige seemed to have completely failed to savor his anger, and asked with a light smile, “The people from Peak Club will be here in a moment, do you want to accompany me to entertain them?”
“I still have to record my last words.” Enrico said coldly.
What kind of person needs him, Enrico, to personally entertain, but if she asks him to accompany her, he is not … unable to do so.
“Also, recording last words is more important, so you record them, I’ll just entertain them myself.” Paige expressed her understanding.
“…”
Enrico could no longer say anything.
Paige stood on her tiptoes and gave him a kiss on the cheek, her eyes gazing at him tenderly, “I’ll go out first then.”
After saying that, Paige turned around and left without a trace of lingering.
Enrico stood there with a sullen face.
Butler Beau stood aside, thinking that his realm had changed under the baptism of Young Master and Young Lady, he had transcended and was no longer the mundane person he used to be.
So he stepped forward and respectfully bowed his head, “Young master, may I ask if there’s anything I can do to help you record your last words?”
“Scram!” Enrico glared over fiercely, his eyes as if he wanted to kill.
Beau butler is silent.
…
The Peak Club group was the first to arrive.
Paige welcomed them out as a limo was coming up the path.
Cynthia, Derrick, David, and Lamont put their heads out of the car window and greeted her, “Sister Paige, Sister Paige!”
They were as lively as if they were on a spring break.
Nick, as the driver, drove the car to a stop in front of Paige, and Derrick took off his sunglasses and said with some excitement, “Sister Paige! This The Gustin family’s villa estate is also too big.”
The five people got down from the car one by one, each dressed in fancy clothes, and walked up to Paige, “Sister Paige.”
Cynthia specially changed into a noble and elegant dark-colored fishtail evening dress, the whole person is like a noble queen, but as soon as she arrives in front of Paige, she breaks down and spins in a circle to show off, “Sister Paige, how about this dress of mine? Specially customized.”
Paige looked her up and down, “Good looking is good looking, but the dinner party hasn’t started yet, and I was planning to take you guys to the stadium for a spin.”
At that, Cynthia busily turned around and went into the car, pulling out a backpack and cradling it in her hands, “It’s okay, I still have my workout clothes for the dinner party and the ballpark.”
They were just preparing to take a big stroll through The Gustin family’s villa manor today, surely there was no way they could miss such a good opportunity.
“Better not.” Nick stood aside and reached out to hold the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, “Sister Paige, I brought everyone here early because I wanted to see if there was anything I could help with.”
They weren’t outsiders, so don’t just think about having fun.
“There’s nothing to help with, just have fun and enjoy yourselves today.” Paige smiled lightly.
Hearing this, several people became thoroughly excited and were about to embrace Paige and head inside when the sound of another car came.
Paige stopped in her tracks and looked up, only to see several black limousines coming this way from the alabaster bridge in the distance, the bodyguards standing straight all the way, their heads bowed as the cars passed by.
The limousines kept coming to a stop behind Nick’s car.
One after the other, it was loud.
Only the white-gloved, uniformed driver stepped out of the car and reached down to open the door.
A pair of fine glittering high heels stepped down, followed by Carrie, who had exquisite makeup and was bright and beautiful, carrying a lake green skirt, stepping down from the car, slender and moving.
Upon seeing Paige who was surrounded by several people from Peak Club, Carrie’s pair of icy eyes that were originally devoid of any emotion suddenly lit up, walking straight towards her, “Sister Paige!”
Paige looked at her with some surprise, “Why are you here so early too? Not waiting for President Rafael?”
Paige had also invited Rafael this time, no matter what Carrie and Rafael’s private relationship was, it was only right that the two should be there together at this kind of banquet.
It wasn’t like Carrie to even scratch that surface.
“The president’s here, too.” Carrie glanced backward.
Paige followed her line of sight and saw the president’s elderly butler opening the door to the car on the other side.
A pair of shiny men’s leather shoes landed first, and Rafael stepped out of the car, looking very svelte and defeated in his straight and elegant formal attire, complete with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Rafael stood in front of the car, raised his hand to straighten his lapel, and gave a faint jowl toward Paige, “Paige.”
Paige was even more surprised, “President Rafael isn’t busy?”
Several of the Peak Club people had come early because they wanted to visit The Gustin family’s villa estate, why was Rafael? Was the President not busy with his business, or did he want to see the view of the estate as well?
“…”
Rafael paused at the question. If Carrie hadn’t been so busy at the President’s mansion, thinking of all sorts of excuses to leave him behind, why would he have followed him so early for the sake of his reputation as a “loving wife”?
Before he could say anything, Carrie opened her mouth for him, “The president wanted to talk to his brother-in-law about something, so he came early with me.”
“…”
Rafael was silent for two seconds and said, “Yes, I’m here to talk to Enrico about something, is he here?”
As the words left his mouth, a small, hazy figure suddenly leapt past in the grass next to him.
“Shoo-”
“What’s that?”
Nick glanced sideways, cautiously, but saw nothing.
“What’s wrong?” Carrie asked him.
“It looks like something ran past.” Nick frowned.