Trapped In Lace

Rachel looked around but didn't find Jack. She saw only the other men.

Francis walked up to Wendy and put his hand around his fiancee's waist. Then he started introducing Rachel to the others. "This is Jack's wife."

A subtle change appeared on all of their faces, but they greeted Rachel in a friendly manner.

Rachel nodded to them with a smile and asked Francis softly, "Where is Jack?"

"Jack has just stepped outside. I will ask a waiter to search for him. Have a seat inside."

Rachel was about to decline the offer, but then Wendy pushed Francis away and walked up to Rachel. She held Rachel by the hand and said with a smile, "We don't want to just sit here and watch you play mahjong. I will go outside now with Mrs. Fu."

Francis' eyes lingered on his hand that Wendy had pushed aside. Then, he tried to appear unconcerned, turning his face away casually with a smile on his lips. "All right. Mrs. Fu, I hope my fiancee doesn't bother you too much."

"It's not a bother at all. I'm glad to have a companion," answered Rachel.

"Well, I understand you women can't bear just sitting around here." Despite his attempt to seem cheerful, Francis seemed to be talking to himself, looking slightly wounded and downcast.

"Then let's go outside now." Wendy couldn't resist urging Rachel on. Her behavior was unusual, but she couldn't control herself.

When Wendy leaned closer to her, Rachel could feel that her body was a little tense. Francis suddenly said in a low voice, "Vincent is here. Why don't you

air. She just continued calmly eating the food in front of her.

However, she was curious about Jack, who sat next to her. It was so obvious that Celine even didn't acknowledge his presence. She was talking and laughing with another man so blatantly. It was impossible for Rachel to believe that Jack didn't care!

In the meantime, Jack really did seem to be unconcerned about Celine. Without uttering a single word, he put more food into Rachel's bowl.

Rachel calmly accepted all of it. Francis changed the topic of conversation, chatted with Vincent, and the other four men started to join them.

It was not so embarrassing in the end. Then, all of a sudden, Rachel's dress was accidentally stained by some oil. She said in a low voice, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Jack nodded. Rachel gathered her dress and got up to go out.

The restroom was located at the end of the corridor, and a light incense was burning in the washroom. Rachel walked in, and came out a moment later. In front of the washbasin stood a woman dressed in red. It was Celine.

Rachel paused for a moment and went to her side and began to deal with the stain on the hem of her dress.

Celine was fixing her make-up in front of the mirror, but she was obviously not as patient as Rachel. After a while, she put her powders away. She couldn't hold her temper any longer, and turned her head to stare at Rachel up and down with her sharp eyes.

Suddenly, a sneering accusation came out of her brightly painted lips. "Have you no shame?"