The Divorcee Amazed the World

Coming to Willis’s side, Helena looked up at him and smiled.

He was tall and stood there like a pine tree, handsome to the point of unreality, illuminated by the surrounding lights.

Helena looked at him with curved brows and shining eyes, her small fingers gently rubbing against his slightly larger ones.

Willis felt it and smiled, holding her hand while using his other hand to stroke the back of her head, his voice gentle, “There was traffic on the way, I apologize for being late.”

Helena smiled lightly, “It’s okay, I just arrived too.”

Amanda watched with a disturbed expression, wanting to say a few words but fearing to provoke Willis. She shifted to another place, holding her wine glass.

Willis led Helena to the table and sat down.

He picked up a piece of fresh bluefin tuna sashimi with silver chopsticks and offered it to Helena’s mouth, “Bluefin tuna, just arrived from abroad this morning. This is the best belly meat; give it a try.”

Helena opened her mouth and slowly chewed on the sashimi.

The raw fish had a refreshing taste, excellent elasticity, a lingering fragrance, and an exceptionally delicious flavor.

After swallowing, Helena smiled at him, “Delicious.”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She picked up the chopsticks and also picked up a piece, offering it to his lips, “You eat too.”

Willis pushed it back, “You eat it yourself, don’t worry about me.”

Jenny, busy as she was, glanced over at Willis and Helena from afar. Seeing this scene, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Next to her, a lady in a green qipao also saw it and said, “Your son is really good to your daughter-in-law.”

Jenny humbly replied, “It’s okay. My daughter-in-law deserves it; she has an excellent character.”

The lady in the green qipao said, “That’s good. But this scholarly family background doesn’t seem to be of much use to those of us in business, right?”

Jenny smiled casually, bent down to pick up a piece of cake from the table, and handed it to her, “The desserts ordered this time taste good; give it a try.”

“Thank you.” The lady in the green qipao took it, picked up a spoon, and started eating, effectively silencing her gossiping mouth.

Suddenly, a small commotion came from outside.

Helena turned her head to look at the door.

A man in a black suit, over sixty years old, strode in with a commanding presence. He remained tall and broad-shouldered, with neatly trimmed gray-white hair, sharp eyebrows, and an aura of authority.

It was Willis’s father, Ryan Santana.

Helena was about to stand up to greet him.

Seeing Ryan followed by a petite young woman, Susan, she hesitated.

What a coincidence, she was also wearing a navy blue starry gown, adorned with numerous bright diamonds, shining brightly.

The only difference was that Helena wore a floor-length gown, while Susan’s was a short dress with a fluffy design, revealing her two straight and white legs.

Helena leaned towards Willis, “Did you invite them?”

Willis shook his head slightly, “Neither my mom nor I invited her. It should be my dad who called her over. He and Susan’s father were childhood friends and later took over the family business together. They’ve always had business dealings and a good relationship.”

Helena pursed her lips in silence.

She rarely interacted with Ryan.

Only on holidays or family gatherings at the old mansion would she occasionally see him.

After Susan entered the room, she busied herself with familiar greetings to the male and female guests.

Despite her injured hand, she held a sweet smile, appearing gentle and obedient.

The people around praised her, “A woman undergoes a tremendous change; Susan is getting more beautiful as she grows older.”

Susan, with her eyes squinted into a line, smiled, “Thank you…”

Willis noticed that Helena had been staring at Susan and lightly tapped her hand, saying, “They are from the same circle. These people have seen Susan grow up, and they’re familiar with her.”

Whether it was her own imagination or something else, at this moment, Helena felt like an outsider. She accidentally intruded into their circle and couldn’t seem to fit in.

Soon, Susan spotted Willis, her eyes lighting up. She skipped over in high heels, happily calling out, ” Willis!”

Compared to her enthusiasm, Willis’s attitude was noticeably more indifferent. He only slightly curved his lips and nodded slightly in response.

Susan didn’t feel awkward at all. She ran over, stood next to him, and looked at Helena, exclaiming, “Oh, Helena, you look so beautiful today.”

She pushed down the overly exaggerated skirt, shyly saying, “We coincidentally matched today. How lucky!”