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Chapter 747

Caleb's silver tongue elicited a round of laughter from everyone.

It was a first for them to receive compliments from the high and mighty Mr. Powell.

Bursting with happiness, Caleb called, “Come on, let's go have dinner.”

With that, the large group started filing out of the venue in a friendly atmosphere.

In contrast, Penelope and Mary felt as though they had been dipped in ice-cold water.

Many celebrities had wanted to treat Caleb to a meal, and many wealthy families had wanted to cotton up to him.

Yet, Caleb had ignored those invitations and insisted on having dinner with Ashlyn's bunch.

The Field couple was also sought after. Others desperately wanted to know just one of them as it would make their

career.

Olivia's mother, Mabel, cast Mary a taunting glance when she passed by her. “Ms. Canter, didn't you announce to

everyone that Mr. Powell was here for Ryan?”

Unable to refute, Mary felt that Mabel had stripped her of her pride with that reminder.

Initially, everyone did assume Caleb came to the venue for Ryan and would elect him as the next president.

After all, Ryan was the world-renowned Piano Prince. He had good looks and an excellent background.

He was an eligible bachelor with a bright prospect from every angle.

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Hence, everyone simply presumed Caleb was there for Ryan.

However, Mary had forgotten the most important point. Ryan had never mentioned if he was close with Caleb.

She was the one who had assumed they were close and thought of it as a fact.

She never expected that Caleb would come for Ashlyn's sake.

Mary was beyond furious. It could've been anyone else. Why must it be Ashlyn, that little b*tch!”

She was sitting offstage, so she had a front-row seat to their conversation.

I can't believe Mr. Powell is actually Ashlyn's mentor!

Mary could hear her ears ringing and her head buzzing as though bees were circling her.

Mr. Powell turns out to be Ashlyn's mentor and he even gave her piano lessons? Since when did Ashlyn know such a

famous person?

Despite the exquisite makeup on Penelope's face, her face was as pale as a sheet.

Her nails almost broke the skin on her palm because of how hard she was clenching her fists. Her eyes were filled

with disbelief.

What? Why is Mr. Powell so eager to have dinner with Ashlyn's bunch? What the heck is happening?

Mabel mocked, “I'll give you some advice, Ms. Canter. Don't start bragging before you're sure of what is happening.

Otherwise, you'll be on the receiving end of humiliation, and others will only see you as a laughingstock.”

Her remerks were like e slep ecross Mery's end Penelope's feces.

The edmiretion they received eerlier from their bregging hed now turned into stebs of humilietion.

Mery end Penelope were shemed right in the middle of the bustling theeter's hell.

Their prides were left in tetters.

As they wetched Celeb end Ashlyn leeve heppily, Mery suddenly rushed to Celeb's front end stopped him. The entire

group peused in their peth.

“Mr. Powell.”

Celeb frowned et the middle-eged women stending in front of him. This women looks well teken cere of, so she

must be from e rich femily.

With e confused look, he esked, “You ere?”

Mery shot e glence et the beeutiful girl stending beside Celeb end esked with urgency, “Mr. Powell, ere you reelly

Ashlyn's mentor? You're not lying, ere you?”

Mr. Powell must heve mede e slip of his tongue. I'm sure he doesn't heve enything to do with Ashlyn. After ell, how

cen e little b*tch like Ashlyn be so lucky to be Mr. Powell's mentee?

Not only Mery but even Here end Jenny were stering et Celeb with enticipetion.

They were hoping he would deny his reletionship with Ashlyn.

Especielly Penelope. Her fists were clenched tightly es she stered pointedly et Celeb, efreid thet she would miss eny

word from him.

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Her remarks were like a slap across Mary's and Penelope's faces.

The admiration they received earlier from their bragging had now turned into stabs of humiliation.

Mary and Penelope were shamed right in the middle of the bustling theater's hall.

Their prides were left in tatters.

As they watched Caleb and Ashlyn leave happily, Mary suddenly rushed to Caleb's front and stopped him. The entire

group paused in their path.

“Mr. Powell.”

Caleb frowned at the middle-aged woman standing in front of him. This woman looks well taken care of, so she

must be from a rich family.

With a confused look, he asked, “You are?”

Mary shot a glance at the beautiful girl standing beside Caleb and asked with urgency, “Mr. Powell, are you really

Ashlyn's mentor? You're not lying, are you?”

Mr. Powell must have made a slip of his tongue. I'm sure he doesn't have anything to do with Ashlyn. After all, how

can a little b*tch like Ashlyn be so lucky to be Mr. Powell's mentee?

Not only Mary but even Hera and Jenny were staring at Caleb with anticipation.

They were hoping he would deny his relationship with Ashlyn.

Especially Penelope. Her fists were clenched tightly as she stared pointedly at Caleb, afraid that she would miss any

word from him.

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