Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 145 I’m Not Nervous

The scene inside was... shocking.

The large hall was crowded with big names from everywhere. They were wearing expensive suits,

talking with champagne in their hands, or smiling at the enchanting beauties. There were also a group

of divas standing together and talking about the luxury items they just bought. There were also many

middle-aged women talking with each other in the best quality dresses. Time did not leave as many

traces on their faces.

It was a scene of the upper class.

Blanca couldn't help but tighten her grip on Matthew's arm. She seemed to have forgotten her purpose

of coming here. Now she just knew she was so nervous.

"Are you nervous?" Matthew noticed Blanca's nervousness.

But he didn't intend to help. If Blanca couldn't even behave well on such an occasion, how could she be Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Mrs. Grant in the future?

"I... I'm not nervous!" Blanca bumped into Matthew's teasing eyes. She straightened her chest and said

with a confident look, "Why should I feel nervous? Don't look down on me. We are all human beings.

When I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, there were even more people than the crowd

here. At the worst... At the worst, I can regard them as cabbage!" Blanca snorted. She tried her best to

act confidently, but her nervous tone had betrayed her.

No one could regard these people as cabbage!

"That's good." Matthew smiled and pressed the back of Blanca's hand subconsciously, only to find that

her hand was cold. Matthew was a little surprised. When he was about to say something, someone

came over to greet him. Matthew greeted the comer politely.

Blanca stood aside and watched Matthew talking to that person.

She didn't understand what they were talking about, but it sounded great. Seeing that Matthew focused

on talking with them, Blanca silently wanted to pull her hand out of Matthew's arm, but Matthew held it

tightly.

"What's wrong?"

He suddenly stopped talking, so the group of people also stopped. Everyone looked at Blanca. Blanca

blushed and didn't know how to do.

"Excuse me. I just want to take a rest over there." Blanca tried her best to put on a big smile and

pointed at the sofa next to her. This banquet was kind of just like a big party. On the tables were all

kinds of champagne, wine, and exquisite desserts. When she entered the room, she had already

begun to drool. Now she just wanted to have a big meal.

Matthew certainly knew how much Blanca loved these foods.

He didn’t hate that – he actually even like that. At this moment, someone else came to greet him.

Matthew nodded, "Go. I'll come to you later." After saying that, he glanced at the person in front of him

and then bent down. He whispered in her ear, "I'll take you to see Mr. Butler later."

"Okay..."

"Hah-hah, it seems that Mr. Grant and Mrs. Grant have a good relationship."

"The two look like a perfect match."

The man beside them praised. Blanca blushed immediately. She nodded quickly and then turned

around, pretending to walk gracefully towards the sofa. However, because of the high heels, she could

not really walk straight. She was afraid that Matthew behind her would see her embarrassed look, so

she felt more embarrassed.

Finally, she found a seat. Blanca breathed a long sigh of relief.