But Andrew didn’t think about it. He looked into my eyes intently.
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“Debra, you are my guest. According to the etiquette, I should take you with me. I can’t leave you here and attend the banquet myself. It is against the rule.”
He sounded reasonable. But I still chose to refuse.
“Mr. Pierce, I’m just a guest temporarily staying at your place; not someone distinguished. Attending the party with you is against the rule.”
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Considering I had refused him, I thought Andrew would no longer force me because he was a thorough gentleman.
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However, he was determined this time. “Debra, you are my precious guest. It doesn’t matter whether
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you stay here temporarily or not. I want you to accompany me to the banquet so others don’t make malicious speculations about me.”
Both Ivy and I fell silent.
Andrew seemed like a whole new person.
After a moment’s hesitation, I finally agreed. “ALL right. I’ll accompany you.”
Andrew seemed to visibly relax and smiled. “Okay, I’ll pick you up on time tomorrow. It’s getting late, Debra. Rest well. I’ll leave now.”
“Okay.” I stood up and watched him leave.
After Andrew left, Ivy asked curiously, “Honey, you said you didn’t want to attend the party. Why did you agree in the end?”
I shrugged helplessly. “Andrew saved Abby and me. He wants me to attend the banquet. I couldn’t refuse him. Besides, I’m staying at his place now.”
I sighed. “Ivy, don’t you feel strange about it?”
Ivy was confused. “Strange about what?”
“Why did Andrew invite me to the banquet held by the clan leader? Although he came up with several reasons, I think they’re mere excuses. Besides, something seems strange. He is persistent.”
Debra’s POV:
Ivy, being straightforward, remarked casually, “Maybe Andrew just sees you as his guest and feels it’s only right to invite you to the banquet. Otherwise, he might feel he’s neglecting you.”
I furrowed my brow, feeling a sense of unease settle over me.
However, I understood that it wasn’t Ivy’s fault. After all, she was just my wolf. It was natural that she couldn’t grasp the complexities of human thoughts and emotions.
Taking a moment to compose myself, I countered, “No, Ivy, it’s not quite that straightforward. Do you truly believe those who harbor discrimination against mixed-blood witches would openly embrace one at their banquet-one that is organized by their leader?”
Ivy fell silent, grappling with the weight of my words.
After some time, she grasped the situation and responded, “You’re right. Remember how the nurses in the hospital would give us disapproving looks, and Shirley was always causing problems? I doubt the guests at the party will be any different. They’re likely cut from the same cloth, if not worse. Shirley might even try to stir up trouble for us there.”
Ivy’s indignation flared anew at the thought of this.
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