Chapter 226

The Carter family's business party was held in the glass dome ballroom of their estate. Light from crystal chandeliers scattered across the champagne tower, casting a golden, extravagant glow. Charles stood at the center of the crowd, clad in a sharp suit, with a detached expression frozen on his face, though he had no choice but to go along with Grace's little act. She was in a deep red backless gown, lazily swirling the wine in her glass as she leaned in every so often to whisper in his ear, her lips practically brushing against his skin. Charles didn't flinch, merely tilting his head slightly to keep a barely-there distance. But from the outside, it looked like a cozy, intimate exchange. "Mr. Hart, you're being surprisingly agreeable tonight," Grace said with a soft chuckle, her finger casually tracing the edge of his tie. "Aren't you worried your sweet wife might get jealous?" His eyes darkened just a bit, though his lips curved into a faint smile. "Just business, Miss Carter. Don'