Chapter 733 She Won't Marry Him
Day Seventy-Seven…
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Aside from Tatsumi, Mr. Hiroshi was also anticipating Jane's reaction. He wondered if she would reject this engagement in front of their clan members. 'Is she going to humiliate Tatsumi in front of everyone? I hope not.'
Jane maintained her composure and she didn't show any sign of resistance or rejection regarding the engagement. Seeing her reaction, Mr. Hiroshi was satisfied. He motioned for Tatsumi to hold Jane's hand and move closer to her.
Tatsumi obediently moved, guided by Mr. Hiroshi's command. He stood next to Jane and extended his right hand. Jane just smiled at him as she accepted his hand. Another loud cheer erupted in the venue. Some clinked their wine glasses, congratulating the couple.
But little did they know, Tatsumi broke into cold sweats when he sensed Jane's grasp. She was gripping his palm tightly as if she was controling her rage.
'Is she mad? Though she's smiling, I can feel a chilly aura surrounding her.' Tatsumi thought to himself, biting his lips.
Meanwhile, a resounding crash echoed from a distance, drawing the attention of the banquet attendees. A waiter, seemingly bothered by the scene unfolding at the center stage, inadvertently dropped the tray he was carrying. The clatter of shattering glass resonated through the air as his gaze fixated on the entangled hands of Jane and Tatsumi.
An icy glint flashed in the waiter's eyes, unnoticed by those around him. Witnessing the intimate moment between Jane and Tatsumi seemed to stir a hidden emotion within him. The atmosphere tensed as one member of the Sawada Clan scolded the waiter, cautioning him about ruining the celebratory mood.
"Hey, be careful! You're ruining the mood!" the clan member reprimanded, his hand poised to grab the waiter's collar. However, he hesitated, taken aback by the intense and intimidating gaze that met his.
'Who is this guy? How can he glare at me like that? He's just a waiter,' the clan member thought, a trace of confusion clouding his face. Before he could utter another word, the mysterious waiter turned on his heel and began to walk away.
"Hey! Where are you going?! Clean up this mess!" the clan member shouted after him, but the waiter paid no heed to the command.
"What's his problem? We should fire that waiter. After this event, I'll give him a lesson!" the clan member grumbled to himself, unaware that the waiter who had disrupted the atmosphere was none other than Nathan Sparks. Disguised as a waiter, he had infiltrated the banquet, concealing his true identity and purpose.
Nathan made his way directly to the kitchen, his emotions in turmoil. Jealousy coursed through him, threatening to overpower his senses. Earlier, he had felt an overwhelming urge to stride towards the center stage and claim Jane's hand for himself. However, his disguise would crumble if he succumbed to that impulse. This was not the surprise he had intended to present to Jane.
In the kitchen, Nathan took a moment to collect himself. Leaning against a countertop, Nathan let out a frustrated sigh. He wrestled with the conflicting emotions of jealousy and the necessity to maintain the secrecy of his disguised identity. He was not welcome in this place. Mr. Hiroshi would not be happy to see him.
"Hey, buddy! Why were you so rude back there? Do you want to get fired?" Another waiter approached Nathan, voicing his concern. Nathan was a recent hire for the night, and it appeared that he had unwittingly angered one of the high-ranking officials of the Sawada Clan.
Nathan maintained his silence as the approachable waiter persisted in offering advice. "You've got to be humble and not offend our bosses here if you want to last. Take extra care when serving those drinks. It might be safer for you to stay here. I'll cover for you," the friendly waiter suggested, extending a helping hand in light of Nathan's encounter with the high-ranking official.
"If you want… you can take my job later. You can serve food and drink to the private room near the banquet hall. We have esteemed guests there. And they will have a meeting with Godfather later." The waiter patted Nathan's back before he returned to the banquet hall.
With little option, Nathan reluctantly accepted the offer. Returning to the banquet hall was not an option because he feared losing control over his emotions. He needed to avoid seeing Jane and Tatsumi together; otherwise, he would find himself submerged in a sea of jealousy.
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[ At the Private Room… ]
Meanwhile, Nathan wasn't the only guy unsettled by the revelation of Jane and Tatsumi's engagement. Vincent, too, harbored discontent over this unexpected development. The news of Godfather selecting someone from his own clan as Jane's spouse caught him off guard.
Vincent's appetite waned, and he abstained from touching his food. A somber expression etched across his face, he shifted his focus to consuming more wine.
Speed, Jack, and Alexander observed the shifts in Vincent's demeanor. The atmosphere within the room grew increasingly awkward and tense.
"My King… is there something wrong?" Speed tried to ask Vincent.
However, Vincent responded with nothing but a cold, piercing stare, disregarding her inquiry. Speed found herself compelled to remain silent, shutting her mouth in response. She redirected her attention toward Jack, attempting to initiate a conversation. However, it became apparent that the three men in the room had no intention of engaging in dialogue with her.
'Sigh! This place is very suffocating. Can I just go out for a moment?' Speed lamented inwardly.
"Feeling disappointed?" Alexander finally broke his silence, engaging in a conversation with Vincent.
Vincent cast a perplexed glance at him. "Disappointed about what?"
"I can't inherit the leadership of the Sawada Clan. Tatsumi will assume the role after marrying Godfather's daughter, Jane," Alexander explained, gauging Vincent's reaction.
A deeper shadow crossed Vincent's face upon hearing this. "She won't marry him," he asserted with conviction.
Alexander raised an eyebrow in response to Vincent's statement. "Why? Is it because of Nathan?"
Vincent smirked and replied, "Not him. Because of me."
Alexander got confused by Vincent's remarks. 'What is he up to?'
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