Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 229

Chapter 229 She Is My Fiancée

Silvia really did not expect that the youth she had been looking for would be in her own courtyard.

He didn’t seem to have changed much, but his eyes were not as bright as before. He looked a little dull.

“I guess people came here today for the same reason,” he glanced in the direction of the banquet building and said indifferently.

Silvia wondered if he meant that he was here also to celebrate her grandfather’s birthday.

“Then why aren’t you in the hall?”

Charles looked at her. “Aren’t you the same?”

Silvia was rendered speechless.

Although he looked depressed, Charles was still brutally frank, just like he used to be.

“You still haven’t explained it to me. Why did you suddenly give up? You had agreed to it, but then you didn’t answer the phone or text messages. Where is your professional ethics?” Silvia finally saw Charles and said the words she had suppressed in her heart.

However, hearing this, Charles’s eyes dimmed again. He did not explain and only said vaguely, “I have my reasons.

“Besides, didn’t I make it for you and send it over? I did it for free. We can call it even.” Charles casually put his hands in his pockets and wore a blue down jacket. The light blue color matched his age. Standing in the clean snow, he looked very fresh.

Silvia shook her head. “What are you talking about? Let me ask you. Where is my wood?”

As she spoke, Silvia extended her hand toward Charles.

She asked Charles for a small piece of wood, which he had at that time. Charles agreed, and Silvia brought a small piece of wood back. Its special fragrance was attractive to her.

“No.” His answer was also very straightforward.

“You…”

She still wanted to say something, but footsteps came from not far away, accompanied by shouts, “Charles.”

It was the name of the youth. When Charles heard this voice, his expression changed subtly. He looked a little nervous and a little impatient.

Seeing Charles, the man was about to call him again when he noticed that there was someone else. So he stopped abruptly and approached Charles.

He first glanced at Charles, who had not turned around, and then looked at Silvia.

It was a mature and steady middle-aged man. He looked a little old, and he had a good figure at his age, even though he was a little chubby. The man was in good spirits, and his eyes were particularly sharp. He looked at people with a judgmental gaze. When Silvia met his gaze, she subconsciously shivered.

“Why did you come out?” he asked Charles.

Although the man saw Silvia, he had no intention of greeting her. Silvia didn’t care about it, but she was a little curious about this man’s identity.

“It’s stuffy inside. I came out to take a breather,” Charles replied, but he didn’t turn to look at the man.

“Is it done? Can we go in now?” His voice was low and dignified, with the pressure from elders.

After a pause, he added, “Your uncles are inside. Don’t be so reckless and lose your rules.”

Charles did not speak, but he had already turned around. It seemed that he was obedient, but the look he gave Silvia before he left was very helpless.

Perhaps it was Charles’s gaze, or perhaps it was the middle-aged man’s tone that made Silvia uncomfortable. Silvia said before she could think, “Wait, you haven’t finished speaking!”

She finally caught the attention of the middle-aged man. He stopped and turned around, his eyes locked on her.

His gaze was piercing and freezing. He ran his eyes over Silvia. It seemed that her action had displeased him.

In fact, the moment he looked over, Silvia felt a chill down her spine. However, when she thought that she had nothing to do with this man, she felt she shouldn’t be afraid of him.

Then, Silvia was a lot more confident. She straightened her back and looked straight at the man.

He probably did not expect a little girl to be so bold. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He frowned slightly and opened his mouth to speak, but he was interrupted.

“Mr. Petersen.” Simon, who had been watching from a distance, walked up to Silvia and stood still.

When he saw Simon, the man, Declan Petersen, was stunned. “Simon?”

“I didn’t see you earlier. I thought you sent someone else this year.” Simon said naturally, “I didn’t expect to see Mr. Petersen here.”

“The heavy snow came a little late.” Declan nodded slightly. He was also polite to Simon. After all, he ignored Silvia just now.

Simon smiled and turned to look at Charles. “This is…”!

Declan turned sideways and tugged at Charles’s sleeve. “This is my son, Charles Petersen. Charles, this is Warin’s president, Mr. Palmer. You can call his name, Simon.”

Hearing this, Silvia widened her eyes.

She thought, Charles Charles Petersen from the Petersen family?

Could it be the Petersen family from New York?

Judging from how familiar Declan was with Simon, and the fact that Declan could come to celebrate her grandfather’s birthday, Silvia believed Declan was from the Petersen family in New York

It was shocking. Charles loved wood carving. He had a little temper but was also a little cute. Silvia never thought that he came from the Petersen family of New York

Silvia thought, what a small world!

Charles looked at Simon, his lips moving as he said, “Mr. Palmer.”

It was obvious that he was not used to Simon’s name.

Simon did not care about Charles’s way of addressing him. He smiled and nodded, but Declan was unhappy. He glared at Charles.

“Mr. Palmer, the banquet has begun. Why don’t we take a seat first?” Declan said as he pulled at Charles’s sleeve. “Let’s go!”

However, before Declan could touch his sleeve, Charles withdrew his hand and avoided Declan’s touch. He looked very reluctant, which made Declan’s face darken. He was about to get angry.

“Mr. Petersen,” silvia said.

She thought she could call Declan in the same way as Simon. “I’m sorry, but I still have something to talk about with Charles. Can you let him go back later?”

“You are…” Declan frowned. He had no impression of Silvia’s face, and he could not remember who she was.

“She is my … fiancée.” Simon raised his hand and pulled Silvia into his embrace.

He originally wanted to say “wife”, but finally he changed it.

But even so, it left Declan and Charles stunned.

“Fiancée?”

Chapter 230 You Should Control Her a Little

Even Declan could not conceal his astonishment.

Although it was a private matter for Simon, for the people of their status, if they had a partner, or if they had a matrimonial alliance, they couldn’t keep it a secret all the time.

Simon had always been a golden bachelor in the eyes of women. Not to mention other ordinary people, even the socialites in the industry regarded him as an ideal marriage partner. For so long, he didn’t have any scandals. His whole heart was devoted to his career. Thanks to his efforts, the business of the Palmer family grew rapidly. Now, he suddenly said that he had a fiancée. It was so shocking.

“Fiancée?” Charles widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Silvia.

Declan shouted, “Charles, you are rude!”

Declan restrained his shock. His altitude towards Silvia became a bit more polite. “This is really unexpected good news. Then, how should I address this lady?”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Petersen. I am Silvia Austin.” Silvia politely held out a hand to Declan. She thought, no matter

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Declan hesitated for a moment. He felt that this name was a little familiar. After pondering for a moment, he said, “Are you Mr. Austin’s granddaughter?”

Hearing this, Silvia was even more surprised than Declan.

The Austin family always kept a low profile. They had numerous branch families and many disciples. As for the immediate family members, only a few people outside knew them.

Silvia had been outside for so many years, and no one knew her relationship with the Austin family.

Since Declan knew that she was Marc’s granddaughter, he must be very familiar with the Austin family.

Declan was right, and Silvia could not deny it. She nodded and said, “Yes.”

“So you are Mr. Austin’s granddaughter.” Declan’s words were a little meaningful.

Silvia didn’t know what he meant and smiled a little awkwardly.

“Mr. Palmer, you have good taste,” he shifted his gaze to Simon and added.

“Thank you, I also think so!” Simon smiled and turned to look at Silvia. He looked a little proud.

Silvia was speechless.

“Mr. Petersen, Charles and I are friends. I still have something to talk to him about. Can I talk with him for a few minutes?”

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a lot, Silvia hurriedly said that to Declan.

Perhaps because Declan knew Silvia’s identity, or perhaps because he wanted to show respect to Simon, Declan did not stop them this time. Instead, he looked at his son and said, “It’s rare for you to have a few decent friends. Then… Have a good chat!”

After that, he turned around and headed towards the banquet hall.

Seeing that Declan had gone far, Silvia felt the heavy and oppressive atmosphere ease for an instant. She thought, sure enough, I don’t feel tense when there is no elder present.

Silvia turned around and found that Charles had been staring at her with a strange look in his eyes. So she walked straight towards him.

“Charles Petersen.” This was the first time Silvia called his full name. It turned out that his surname was Petersen. Silvia didn’t expect that the carving boy she encountered in a small wooden carving shop would actually be a member of the Petersen family of New York

“What?” Charles raised his eyebrows and also felt strange when he was called by Silvia in this way.

Silvia stretched out her hand with an open palm. She continued the previous topic. “Where is the wood?”

Charles was speechless.

“I have used up all of them,” Charles said casually.

Silvia didn’t believe his words. “You promised to give the wood to me. Even if it is used up, you must find a way to compensate me. You can’t break your promise. You should be honest!”

Silvia was serious, and Charles could not help but turn to look at Simon. “You should control her a little!”

Simon shrugged, meaning that he could do nothing.

Seeing no one could help him, Charles was helpless. “What do you want that piece of wood for? I helped you to complete the birthday present. Why do you still want that wood?”

Originally, Silvia did not mind explaining it to him. But Charles’ attitude was not good, so Silvia said, “It’s none of your business! You promised me anyway.”

Charles’s fair face was red and he looked innocent and helpless, so Simon took a step forward and said, “If it is inconvenient for you to send it, we can go to pick it up by ourselves. If it is because of money, you can offer the price. If…”

After a pause, Simon said slowly, “If there is anything difficult, you can say it. Maybe we can help.”

Silvia didn’t say anything and agreed with Simon.

“I don’t have any difficulties, but I don’t bring it with me at all times.” Charles pursed his lips and looked at Silvia. “If you really want it, I’ll send it to you next week.”

Hearing this, Silvia raised her eyebrows and said, “Really?”

Charles felt the words were a humiliation to him. He said softly, “Why would I lie to you?”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you next week.” Silvia was satisfied, so she nodded and retracted her hand.

But on second thought, she felt that something was wrong. “Did you change your phone number? What if you go missing again and don’t answer my phone call?”

This time, before Charles spoke, Simon spoke up for him first, “Even if he goes missing, the Petersen family can’t go missing. There’s no need to be afraid. Besides, I also believe that he will keep his word, right?”

Charles’s hands that were hanging by his side unconsciously clenched, his lips tightly pursed into a line, and he said, “Yes, I will keep my word!”

Alter saying that, Charles turned and walked in the opposite direction. Seeing that Charles left at a fast pace, Silvia felt that Charles was a little stubborn.

“If you keep looking at him, I will be jealous!” Although Simon said this, he took off his coat and wrapped it around Silvia, afraid that she would catch a cold.

Seeing Charles had already gone far away, Silvia retracted her gaze and turned to look at Simon. “I really didn’t expect that.”

“What?”

Silvia said, “I really didn’t expect that Charles would be a member of the Petersen family. I know that Mr. Petersen only has one son. Mr. Petersen is very strict with his son and has high hopes for his son. However, I did not expect that it would be Charles.”

Silvia had not returned to the Austin family for so many years. It was not surprising that she had not seen Charles. However, in Simon’s impression, it seemed that he had never seen Charles.

“So, this world is a circle. After going around, the origin is also the end.” Simon looked up at the sky. “The snow is falling again. Let’s go back to the house.”

Silvia looked at the falling snowflakes and nodded. She then walked to the small building in the back with Simon