His Heiress Wife (Retika)
Chapter 83: Procession Of Gifts

Chapter 83: Procession Of Gifts 

The Sullivan family's car had a unique license plate number, so it was easy for Clifford to recognize it atone glance.

After the car stopped, Lance immediately approached the car.

Everyone watched with envy as Lance personally came forward to welcome her.

Reagan was already prepared to reveal a beautiful smile, waiting to shock the crowd as he opened thedoor for her.

However, Lance's face immediately darkened.His brows tightly furrowed as his tone dropped, and hesounded angry.

"Why is it you?" he growled.

Reagan slowly got out of the car and relished the envious gazes of everyone, then arrogantly looked atLance.

"Why can't it be me? Thank you for personally coming to pick me up.I'm honored to be invited to yourbirthday party." she smiled.

Lance glared at her coldly.

"Who wants to pick you up? Dream on!" he yelled.

When the other guests heard Lance's voice roaring with anger, they all looked at Reagan differently.

Everyone started whispering to each other.

"So the person Lance wanted to pick up wasn't her.To think that I would be so envious of her" one girlgrunted.

"What a slap in the face! I didn't expect that there would be such a day for the school beauty, Reagan;another one chided.

"What school beauty? After Melody appeared, did anyone in our school forum say that Reagan was theschool beauty?" another one sneered.

Their whispering voices and reserved peals of laughter had all collied into an irritating buzzing sound.

Reagan trembled in anger with their mockery.Her hand that was tugging at the hem of her skirt wasabout to break.She was just about to rush and deal with this group of people who dared to insult herwhen she suddenly heard someone praise her.

Reagan calmed down and composed herself.

"That's right, but Reagan looks so high-class and rich" one person said.

"Yes, that set of jewelry is worth tens of millions.That's the daughter of the Sullivan family for sure;someone chimed in.

"I've seen her clothes before.It's from Valentino's latest fashion couture line.Only the VIPs of theirstores are qualified to purchase pieces from that selection! How extravagant!" said another one.

Reagan felt delighted by their compliments.

It seemed that her dress today indeed made a statement.

Those cronies in front knew nothing about aesthetics and style.

They were just a bunch of idiots who were jealous and didn't know how to appreciate her beauty.

Lance was outraged because the person he welcomed wasn't Melody.His face had turned cold, and heignored everyone.He looked exactly like the king of hell as if with a threat written on his face, "Whoever

comes near will die."

No one would dare to approach someone with such a threat.

Even Clifford didn't dare to approach Lance and carefully avoided him.Lance felt a little depressed.

"Isn't the boss coming?" he thought anxiously.

Until the roar of a motorcycle boomed in their ears.

The gloomy Lance bounced back and immediately felt elated.He abruptly turned around and saw themost extraordinary image unfold in front of his eyes.

The silver-black motorcycle sped on the wide road.

The rider was dressed in a fabulous black dress fluttering in the wind.

She looked cool and stunning.

Lance wasn't the only one who felt attracted to her mysterious charms.

Everyone, like Lance, had their eyes locked in one direction.

They looked at the dashing motorcycle that sped up towards the Harrison residence and steadilystopped in front of everyone.

After the engine stopped, the rider smoothly took off her headgear.

It revealed her gorgeous visage.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling as if their breathing had been stifled "Oh my...howravishing! What a goddess! at this point, everyone had thought the same.Clifford couldn't help but wipe

the saliva that had unconsciously slipped down from his mouth"Melody is gorgeous and charming.Ilove her!’’ he muttered.

Melody was wearing a tight black leather dress today, which ultimately showed her perfect figure.

She looked both beautiful and cool.

Everyone couldn't help but squeal at the sight of her getting off her motorcycle.

Lance eagerly walked towards her and smiled like a child in front of Melody.

"Boss, you're finally here.I thought you weren't coming" he somewhat sulked.

"Didn't I promise you that I would come?" Melody's lips slightly curled up into a smile.

"Yeah!" Lance nodded vigorously.

"I knew Boss wouldn't go back on her word.Boss, I specially invited an Italian chef today to make a lotof Italian dishes.You can try them later!" he said exuberantly.

Lance was like a child asking for candy as he waited for Melody's response with anticipation.

He held this party for Melody.

Of course, the party could only be considered a success if Melody was happy.

Melody nodded lightly, "Mm, I'll try it later!’ She didn't refuse and even agreed to try.

This was already the best feedback for Lance.

Lance was thrilled and invited Melody to come in.

In everyone's eyes, Melody was more like this party's celebrant instead of Lance.

They looked at Melody enviously with Lance and the others surrounding her.

"Lance is too good to Melody.It's so enviable!" some of the crowd cried.

"I'm so jealous of Melody. She looked so gorgeous in her dress." some others also thought.

While they were admiring Melody with envy, someone was furiously unhappy with their reactions.

Reagan's ears were about to fall off with these praises for Melody that kept ringing in her ears.She feltfurious to the point of almost coughing up some blood.She planned her outfit carefully and dressed upelegantly.She had even worn worth tens of millions of jewelry as an accent, but it was nowhere as goodas Melody's motorcycle.

How can she bear this humiliation? Reagan stomped her feet in a fit of anger.

She felt that Melody must have seen her dress and planned ahead to upstage her"This sinister bitch!’

Reagan furiously thought with the belief that she had fallen for Melody's trap today.

The party officially began.

Lance toured her around the venue and showed a lot of dishes on her table, which she couldn't helpstuffing her mouth with.

"This Italian cuisine is not bad."

Melody gave a random comment.

As always, Lance was pleased to hear positive feedback from Melody.

However, he was so over the moon that he didn't know exactly how to react.

"That's great to hear, boss!" he said.

Everyone felt quite bored after dinner, so they asked Lance to open his gifts in front of them.

Today, Lance was upbeat, so he accepted requests and agreed to open his gifts.

As a result, the segment of opening gifts that everyone was looking forward to officially began.

Those who wanted Lance to open their gifts scrambled in line to present to him what they had broughtwith them.

Lance came from the Harrison family and was treated like a god by the family.

Many people wanted to curry favor with him but never got the chance.

In the past, gifts would only be piled up on one side.

However, for these people, today was a rare opportunity they didn't want to miss.

Everyone would bite each other's neck just to leave a good impression on Lance.

People kept coming forward with their luxurious gifts.

The gifts came flowing from high-end accessories to the most popular and first released watches.

Some people even directly offered a sports car, but all of these were nothing to Lance.

Instead, he responded with a thank you and put their gifts down.

When it was Reagan's turn, a victorious smile flashed on her face.

She was the one who suggested giving gifts.She had long since found out about Lance's preferences.

It would be helpful for her to enter the Harrison family in the future if she awed him tonight with her gift.

"Lance, this is my gift to you.Go take a look if you like it" she offered with an alluring voice.

Reagan opened the gift in public and handed it to Lance.

Someone recognized what Reagan had given him and gasped.

"My god, is this a new version of the Storm game? I saw the advance notice before, but it hasn't beenofficially released yet.So how did she get it?" he loudly exclaimed.

This voice also pulled Lance's attention.He liked to play games.

Storm was the world’s largest gaming company and had always been highly respected.

Even Lance was one of their loyal players.

Reagan's face flushed with pride against their surprised expression.

It wasn't a waste of her efforts to get this thing.

Melody stared at the limited game experience card in Lance's hand.Her eyes shone with cold light.

It looked like someone messed up big time, and they're bound to get awfully thrashed.