Kenneth really didn't want to bring Sandra. But hearing her last sentence, he softened and said, "Fine, I'll take you, but you must promise not to upset Grandpa."

"Don't worry, Kenneth, I won't," Sandra smiled sweetly. Of course, she wouldn't; she planned to disgrace Tiffany at the banquet. She wanted everyone to see just how shameless Tiffany could be. Just imagining the scene excited her. Sandra lowered her head, so Kenneth didn't see the intense scheming and hatred in her eyes.

The birthday party was held as scheduled. The Harper family booked the largest hotel in Lovell City, reserving an entire building for guest rooms and the banquet venue. At 8 p.m., cars began arriving. Luxury cars gathered outside, their occupants prominent figures in Lovell City. Inside the banquet hall, grand decor and gentle music created a festive atmosphere, with business tycoons mingling.

Meanwhile, outside the Royal Tower, Richard entered his car. His driver habitually asked, "Boss, where to?" Richard owned many properties and had no fixed residence, so the question was routine. Before Richard could answer, his assistant said softly, "Boss, today is Romeo's birthday. Will you attend the party?"

"What?" Richard glanced at his assistant, then remembered the invitation and the grand gift he'd prepared but forgotten. "Yes, let's go." He rubbed his brow. "What about the matter I asked you to investigate this morning?"

The assistant replied, "Regarding Star, he's dead. Our sources say he was tied to a car and burned to death. The location is remote and undiscovered."

Richard nodded and chuckled, muttering, "She has a ruthless heart." The assistant's expression was strange. Richard showed no disapproval, only a strange indulgence. Complaining was pointless; the assistant remained silent. The Maybach headed toward the banquet venue.

The party had begun. As Tiffany entered, countless astonished gazes fell upon her. Everyone marveled at her beauty. Once, someone jokingly ranked Lovell City's elite ladies, placing Charlie's daughter, Tiffany, at the top. Some disputed this, citing her poor reputation, calling her "eye candy."

But now, Tiffany captivated everyone. Dressed in a red spaghetti-strap dress, her fair skin and flawless complexion were stunning. Her delicate collarbones and long, slender legs exuded charm. Her exquisite face incited envy. Under the gazes, she remained calm and composed, exuding noble indifference. People exchanged embarrassed looks. Even if she was "eye candy," she possessed an unparalleled aura. Someone commented, "Charlie is truly fortunate to have such a beautiful daughter. She's a true asset." Charlie beamed with pride.

From his seat, Romeo called out joyfully, "Girl, come over and let me have a look." Tiffany approached. Romeo, celebrating his 70th birthday, looked spirited. Tiffany offered birthday wishes: "Mr. Harper, I wish you a day filled with love, joy, and all your favorite things." She deliberately used his surname, creating distance.

Ryan exchanged a glance with his wife. They'd been pleased with Tiffany's festive red gown, but her formal address hinted at lingering engagement issues. Even they noticed the distance.

Romeo smiled, "We'll be family sooner or later. Don't be so formal with me, girl."

Tiffany smiled, "Really? But in my heart, you'll always be Mr. Harper." Their exchange was a delicate verbal sparring match. No matter how Romeo tried to acknowledge her as Kenneth's future wife, she skillfully avoided it.

Tiffany had decided the engagement was over. Romeo sighed inwardly, but a gentle voice interrupted: "Romeo, wishing you a fantastic birthday filled with happiness and laughter." It was Sandra. She also wore a red gown, elegant and graceful, but compared to Tiffany, she fell short.

Rachel's brows furrowed. "Kenneth, did you bring her?" Romeo's expression darkened, but he couldn't create a scene. Sandra's sweet smile made it hard to refuse her. Romeo discreetly glared at Kenneth. Tiffany smirked and tactfully moved away. Rachel told her son, "Go greet the guests."

"Okay," Kenneth said. He nodded to his grandfather and was about to leave. Sandra held onto his arm, intending to follow. Romeo's stern voice stopped her: "You stay." His tone brooked no argument. Sandra looked aggrieved but let go. Kenneth regretted bringing her, especially seeing the admiring glances directed at Tiffany. His frown deepened.

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